Dominant Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Jughead questions everything. He uses his internal logical framework to decide what makes sense and what doesn’t, relying more on himself than facts. Jughead is detached and sarcastic, which can sometimes lead him to make inappropriate jokes that others admonish him for (“Do you think I can use Jason Blossom’s death as an excuse to get out of PE?”) When Archie reproachfully tells him not to joke about Jason’s death, Jughead even states that “sardonic humor is my way of relating to the world.” Jughead doesn’t just go with whichever explanation is the most probable. He considers things from every angle and entertains every possibility that crosses his mind. Sure, Betty’s theory that Jason was running away from his parents is more likely, but what if he was actually on the run from drug dealers? He doesn’t just want to solve Jason Blossom’s murder. He wants to understand it and analyze it. What are the implications? How does it effect the town as a whole? He wants to know all of the hows and the whys. Jughead is good at accurately assessing situations. He thinks practically and can usually come up with the best way to get answers (finding information from Jason’s room and the Blossom house). Jughead’s habit of constantly asking questions makes him a pretty decent amateur detective. He wonders about what connection Archie might have to Jason Blossom’s murder after remembering that he canceled their road trip over Fourth of July weekend. Jughead doesn’t use his emotions to make decisions – he wants to remain impartial, objective, and does whatever makes sense to him.
Auxiliary Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: It’s easy for Jughead to make connections and see possibilities. He’s comfortable coming up with theories – especially when it comes to the murder of Jason Blossom. Jughead has great intuition. He noticed the way one of the Grizzly Scouts looked at him, so he tracked him down and told him that he knew the boy was hiding something and got him to confess what he knew. After the drive-in is destroyed, Jughead tells his father that maybe they’ll save all of the pieces and rebuild it in a century and wonder about the people who once lived there. Jughead tries to get Archie to think of the future after finding out about his affair with Miss Grundy. Where do you see this going? What do you want in the long-term? Jughead is witty and a talented writer. He’s able to see things for more than they appear to be and uses his powers of keen observation, deductive reasoning, and his talent for piecing together bits of information to construct a larger picture to investigate and report on the murder of Jason Blossom.
Tertiary Introverted Sensing [Si]: Even though Jughead doesn’t enjoy participating in Riverdale’s various traditions, he has a certain fondness for his own, personal rituals and likes things that are familiar to him, such as the hat he wears every day. Jughead looks forward to going to a double feature each year on his birthday, which he prefers to keep low-key because he hates his birthday. When Archie and FP caution Betty against throwing Jughead a party, she ignores them both and throws him a party that dozens of kids show up to, leaving Jughead extremely uncomfortable. He would’ve preferred if the three of them had just gone to Pop’s for some burgers and milkshakes, even though that’s what they always do. When the Twilight Drive-In is destroyed, Jughead tries to appeal to Mayor McCoy, telling her about how his parents would sneak him and his sister in when they were little because they couldn’t afford tickets for all four of them. Although he wants to save it because he’s been living there, he also has a lot of sentimental feelings for it and doesn’t want to see it demolished because of all of the memories he’s made there over the years. Jughead often reminisces about happier times and the way things used to be. He tries to get Archie to do the right thing by reminding him of the person he once was.
Inferior Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Expressing his feelings doesn’t come naturally for Jughead. He has a hard time saying and doing the “right” thing. Jughead uses humor as a defense mechanism because he doesn’t know how to properly relate to the people around him, and because he doesn’t like to let himself be vulnerable. Jughead wants to be able to be there for his friends and girlfriend in their times of need, but he struggles to find the best way to help or support them. He can be capable of it, though. When Betty breaks down about her family falling apart, he tells her that she’s holding it together. She’s their rock. Jughead resides in moral gray areas – he’s comfortable there and bases his judgments on what is best for everyone If he tells Archie about Betty’s sleuthing, he betrays Betty. If he tells Betty about Archie’s affair with Grundy, he betrays Archie. So he just won’t say anything to anyone. He prefers to stay out of other people’s affairs and keeps his social circle small. Jughead claims he doesn’t care what people think or say, but he struggles with feeling like he doesn’t “belong” with his friends at Riverdale High. He doesn’t want to blindly follow the crowd, but he evidently struggles with this, as indicated by his argument with Betty at his birthday party, where all of his pent up feelings of alienation come to the surface. He can become insecure and lash out under stress, telling Betty that they’re on borrowed time, and will only last until she gets “sick of slumming it” with him or Archie decides he’s interested in her and she goes running to be with him. He enjoys his independence and autonomy, and doesn’t want to be like all the other sheep, but simultaneously struggles with it. Jughead doesn’t have a full grasp on morality, but he wants to. His novel is bigger than just the murder of Jason Blossom – he needs to know if Riverdale is a good place or a dark, evil place. Jughead tries to convince Archie to go to the police about hearing the gunshot (“A kid is dead, Archie! And you’re worried about some… Some cougar?”)
Note: Even though he’s a relatively new character, I’ve already seen many debates regarding Jughead’s type. I see him equally typed INTP and INFP. I completely get why people see him as an INFP, but I see a stronger case for Ti than Fi and I don’t see any inferior Te in him (or any Te at all, for that matter). If you concentrate on his inferior function, I think Fe definitely stands out. He’s textbook inferior Fe. The deciding factor for me was the fight he had with Betty after she threw him his surprise party. He does pose a lot of moral questions, and he is interested in exploring those themes in his book, but he seems to approach it from more of an intellectual perspective than an emotional once. Even though he’s curious, he maintains a certain level of detachment through it all. He’s an INTP, he’s just not a “typical” INTP.
Enneagram: 5w4 4w5 9w1 Sx/Sp
Jughead: By morning, everyone would be talking, texting, and posting about it. We’d all be feeling it. That the world around us had changed, maybe forever. That Riverdale wasn’t the same town as before. That it was a town of shadows and secrets now.
Jughead: Do you think I can use Jason Blossom’s death as an excuse to get out of PE? “Sorry, Coach, I’m just too depressed and freaked-out right now to do pull-ups.
Archie: Don’t joke about Jason Blossom.
Jughead: What? Sardonic humor is just my way of relating to the world.
Jughead: Archie. Weirdest thing. This summer, we were supposed to go on a road trip over July 4th weekend… Which you bailed on at the last minute. Is there something you wanna tell me, pal?
Archie: Jug. What’s up?
Jughead: What’s up is I saw you, Archie. In the music room. With Ms. Grundy.
Archie: Keep your voice down, my dad’s inside.
Jughead: I’m trying to help you, dude. I’m trying to be your friend here. Even though we’re not anymore. How long? You and Grundy?
Archie: Since the summer. I like her.
Jughead: So I’m guessing she’s the reason you’ve been acting weird since summer?
Archie: One of them.
Jughead: One of them? There’s more?
Archie: We were at Sweetwater River on July 4th. We heard a gunshot. The gunshot.
Jughead: Dude, you have to tell somebody.
Archie: I can’t. Neither can you. If people find out about Grundy-
Jughead: A kid is dead, Archie! And you’re worried about some… Some cougar?
Archie: Don’t call her that. Okay, she’s not like that, she cares about me.
Jughead: Stab in the dark. I’m guessing she cares more about herself. She’s the one who’s telling you not to say anything, right? Look, I saw you guys. She’s messing with you, man. And she’s messing with your mind.
Archie: What the hell do you know about it, Jughead? Or about me, even?
Jughead: Nothing. But I used to know this guy once. Archie Andrews. He wasn’t perfect but… He always tried to do the right thing, at least.
Jughead: We’re not gonna hug in front of this whole town. So why don’t we both just do that bro thing where we nod like douches and mutually suppress our emotions?
Archie: Yeah, but as friends, right?
Jughead: To be discussed, over many burgers, and many days.
Jughead: To someone on the outside, peering in, it would’ve looked like there were four people in that booth. But I was there, and I can tell you. Really, there were only three. A blonde girl, a raven-haired girl, and the luckiest red-headed boy in the universe. For one shining moment, we were just kids. Those bright neon lights of Pop’s keeping the darkness at bay. Giving way, as all nights must, to a morning of reckonings.
Jughead: Cheryl and Archie both say they heard a gunshot the morning of July 4th, but they don’t know who fired.
Dilton Doiley: Sherriff Keller already asked me about this. And like I told him, my Scouts and I, we didn’t hear anything weird.
Jughead: Well, did you see anything weird?
Dilton Doiley: A white-winged crossbill. A long-eared owl. Oh. And Cheryl, sitting by the river, soaking wet.
Grizzly Scout: What the hell, man?
Jughead: I saw the way you looked at me. During Grizzly training. You’re hiding something.
Grizzly Scout: It’s Scoutmaster Doily. He’s lying.
Jughead: About what?
Grizzly Scout: The gunshot. It was him. He was teaching us how to shoot targets.
Jughead: Dilton Doiley shot the gun on July 4th?
Grizzly Scout: He’s a hardcore survivalist. He says if we don’t protect ourselves, no one will.
Jughead: Look, I am, by nature, a conscientious objector. Not saying anything to either you or Betty, was the most moral, apathetic choice I could make.
Archie: But, Jug. She’s not going to write about me and Grundy in the paper, is she? Like she did with Chuck?
Jughead: Dude, seriously? Okay. Come on. Think about what you’re asking. If there was even an iota of a chance that something could hurt you in any way, Betty wouldn’t do it. Probably.
Archie: Oh, my God.
Jughead: I’m kidding. But maybe she has a point. What do you see happening with Grundy, long-term? What do you want?
Archie: I want to be with her. I don’t know how, but I wanna hang on to what we have for as long as possible.
Jughead: Yup. I feel that. Trying to hold on to something a lot older than me, too.
Archie: Just… If Betty’s gonna do anything crazy, can you please let me know so I can do something to stop it?
Mayor McCoy: I’m sorry, but the Twilight Drive-In? It’s a blight that’s become a cesspool, and a hangout for criminals and transients, and the deal’s done. Andrews Construction is scheduled to demolish the lot on Monday.
Jughead: Mayor McCoy, when I was a kid, my family and I would go to the drive-in all the time. We couldn’t afford tickets for everyone, so my sister Jellybean and I would hide in the trunk until we parked. We’d sneak out. It’s like my home.
Mayor McCoy: That’s a very sweet sentiment, Mr. Jones. But the future of Riverdale is at stake.
FP: They’ll tear that booth down, too. Raze the whole place. Send it to the junkyard. And us with it.
Jughead: Yeah… Maybe they’ll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic, and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were.
FP: Hmm. So where are you gonna live now?
Jughead: I’ll figure it out, Dad. I always do.
Jughead: Why does a rich kid sell drugs?
Betty: He was running away from his parents.
Jughead: Yeah. Probably. Or drug dealers.
Betty: Oh, my God. Is that possible?
Jughead: It’s a theory. Yours is more likely. But why would he have to run away from mommy and daddy?
Betty: Because they’re monsters.
Jughead: Yeah, but why, specifically.
Betty: Well, we can’t exactly just ask them.
Jughead: So we have to ask Jason.
Betty: Are you proposing a seance or-
Jughead: No. Dead men tell no tales. But their bedrooms, their houses…
Jughead: I didn’t do it, Betty, you have to believe me.
Betty: Of course, I was with you, and I know who you are.
Jughead: Those Paradise Lost kids went to death row because they wore black and they listened to Metallica. I don’t wanna become a scapegoat.
Betty: You’re not actually upset that I threw you a party, are you?
Jughead: It is nice, Betty. I appreciate it. It’s just I would be happier if it was just the four of us in a booth at Pop’s.
Betty: Yeah. But we always do that. I wanted to do something special.
Jughead: “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”
Betty: Why is everything so doom and gloom with you, Jug? Why can’t it just be normal for once?
Jughead: I’m not normal, I’m not wired to be normal.
Jughead: You do know my dad has a drinking problem, right?
Betty: Of course I do. I didn’t think people would be drinking tonight. I didn’t plan on Chuck and Cheryl, and the rest of the school crashing, okay? This was supposed to be just your friends.
Jughead: You and Archie are my friends, okay? Everyone else, including Kevin, including Veronica, are people that, two months ago, I would’ve actively shunned.
Jughead: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t fit in, and I don’t want to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That’s weird.
Betty: Why are you getting so upset? It’s just a party, Jug.
Jughead: It’s not just a party. It’s the fact that you don’t know or even care that this is the last thing I would want. You did this for you. To prove something.
Betty: To prove what?
Jughead: You’re a great girlfriend. I don’t know. Doesn’t it ever occur to you just how different we are? Like on a cellular DNA kind of level? You’re a straight-A student. You’re a cheerleader, for God’s sakes. You’re the perfect girl next door.
Betty: I hate that word.
Jughead: I’m the damaged loner outsider from the wrong side of the tracks. Betty, come on. Who are we kidding? We’re on borrowed time.
Betty: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Archie: Betty, I’m not one of your projects, okay? Like solving Jason’s murder-
Betty: No. You’re not a project, you’re my boyfriend.
Jughead: Until you’re sick of slumming it with me, or until Archie changes his mind and says he wants to be with you?
Jughead: Weekdays, from 8:25 a.m. to 3:01 p.m., we adhere to a strict regimen. Everything in our lives controlled. But then something like the murder of Jason Blossom happens, and you realize there is no such thing as control. There is only chaos. Nevertheless, some of us strive to impose and maintain order in what is, fundamentally, an orderless world. A fact which would very soon be confirmed in ways none of us could have foreseen.
Fred: Sorry to be missing your birthday this weekend, Jug.
Jughead: Oh, you will not be missing anything, Mr. Andrews, I barely acknowledge my own birthday.
Betty: And all this time, I thought you were a lover, not a fighter.
Jughead: I’m both. I’ve got layers. You were doing something nice, it’s just that sometimes, when people do nice things for me, I short circuit. Maybe I’m not used to it. Maybe I’m scared… Of getting hurt. Or being rejected for being myself.
Jughead: People like to say that the death of Jason Blossom changed everything at Riverdale High. But certain things, certain traditions never change. Take Homecoming, for instance. Though Jason’s jersey had been retired, the Riverdale Bulldogs would still be playing their arch-rivals, the Baxter High Ravens, with the River Vixens cheering them on. As in previous years, graduates from days of Riverdale Past will come to town to relive their more youthful, more carefree days. Or to make up for lost time.
Archie: Betty, about the Homecoming Dance, can I play a couple songs? I kind of told my mom that- Whoa, you don’t want me to?
Betty: No, no it’s not that, Archie, it’s just, um This dance needs to be fun. And your songs, as amazing as they are-
Jughead: They make you wanna slit your wrists… In a good way.
Veronica: In an amazing way.
Jughead: I’m a little terrified about the social experiment of it all, but I think it’s good for our families to get to know each other. I think it’s important for us.
Jughead: So the worm turns. Mary and Fred. A possible rekindling?
Archie: That would’ve been a Li’l Archie’s pipe dream.
Jughead: Stranger things have happened, man. Like for instance, my dad shaved. Which is the equivalent of tectonic plates shifting.
I was thinking, maybe it’s time I go back and live with him again.
Archie: Based on the fact that he shaved?
Jughead: Well, he also hasn’t missed a day of work, and he quit drinking.
Archie: That’s – That’s great, Jughead. But maybe you should wait a little bit longer just to make sure it sticks.
Archie: No, dude, I’m telling you, something has shifted. I mean, he even asked to read my work. The essays, the articles I wrote about Jason.
Archie: Your dad did?
Jughead: Yeah. And he read them. Even more surprisingly, he engaged with them. He asked me questions about them.
Archie: What kind of questions?
Jughead: Like who I thought did it. Your dad asked you who you thought killed Jason Blossom?
Jughead: You repeating everything I’m saying is getting really annoying.
Archie: Crap l forgot. My mom likes almond milk in her coffee, and we don’t have any, so I’m gonna go get some.
Jughead: Well, you are a terrible liar, Archie. Off to a late-night rendezvous with a certain raven-haired princess? Relax, man, I’m just giving you a hard time.
Jughead: How did you – When did you guys know to go to my dad’s trailer?
Veronica: We knew he’d be at dinner with-
Jughead: That’s why your mom invited my dad and I to dinner? So these two could break into my his trailer while she interrogated him?
Betty: No, I didn’t know what they were doing. But yes, that is why she invited you guys.
Jughead: To think I was gonna pass on moving to Toledo with my family for you.
Jughead: When we went to my dad’s trailer, you asked me if I believed him. I said I did. Wasn’t that good enough for you?
Betty: It was. It was good enough. I didn’t – I tried to stop her.
Jughead: You could’ve told me, you could’ve warned me about this.
Betty: You were so excited, Jug, I didn’t want to disappoint you.
Jughead: So instead you lied? You all lied to me?
Jughead: As long as you’re with me, you’re writing articles about me and my dad, trouble’s just gonna keep coming at you from all sides.
Betty: It was just one jerk.
Jughead: It’s not just one jerk. It’s Mayor McCoy. It’s Sheriff Keller.
It’s Weatherbee, it’s Social Services, it’s the entire multiverse telling me that I don’t belong here, so why don’t I just do everyone a favor-
Betty: Hey, hey. You belong here just as much as everyone else.
This is your home. You know that, right?
Betty: Wow, it looks great in here.
Jughead: I cleaned it up after Sheriff Keller thrashed it. Just in case my dad-
Betty: Until he gets out, I’m not giving up on him, Jug.
Jughead: Hell no. That is why I love you, Betty. I love you, Betty Cooper.
Betty: Jughead Jones. I love you.
FP: Why Jason Blossom, huh? Out of all the things you could write about, why pick a dead kid? I don’t know.
Jughead: It was sort like he picked me. Tell the story that no one was gonna tell. Or even know how to tell. From the outside, looking in.
FP: Who do you think killed him? I mean, you and Betty are in this deep. You gotta have an opinion.
Jughead: To me, I don’t think the question is, “Whodunnit?” I think the real question is whether Riverdale is a place of good or a place of darkness and evil.
FP: Or both. Most things are both.