jughead quickens his pace as he spots a gas station "betty, look, we can get help" he says excitedly. betty turns and sees what he is referring to and breathes a sign of relief. "excuse me!" jughead yells to no one in particular "help! we need help!" two cars happen to be getting gas and one belongs to an elderly woman. she quickly hurried around the front of her car just as jughead crosses the lot with betty still in his arms. "help..." he pants out of breath "my wife is..." he carefully readjusts her "she's in labor, and we need to get to a hospital, but our car has a flat. "come." the older woman says simply "put her in the car, while i go pay for my gas, and i'll take you."
