Father Knows Best (1954–1960): Season 4, Episode 25 - Young Love - full transcript

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[humming]

Come here a second, Mother.

I want you to see something.

Oh, what a picture.

That's the most one-sided
romance in history.

Honestly, sometimes
Bud is the dumbest thing.

Bernice has had a crush on him

since they were in kindergarten,



and Bud doesn't
even know she's alive.

Well, you have to
give Bernice credit.

In spite of
everything, she's loyal.

I don't know what I'm
going to do this weekend.

Might work on my
car. I don't know.

In case you've forgotten,

the Junior Dance
is Saturday night.

Oh, yeah, the
dance. Are you going?

Sure, if somebody asks me.

Oh, somebody will ask you.

Who, for instance?

Oh, I don't know.

All the guys like you, Bernie.

You're not always
trying to be glamorous



and beautiful and all that.

You're just like
one of the guys.

Thank you, Bud. You
say the sweetest things.

I mean it.

- Hey, Bud!
- Oh, hiya, Claude.

Hey, I bring very
sensational-type news.

Yeah. What?

You been by the
supermarket lately?

Yeah, a couple of
weeks ago. Why?

Man, you should see the new girl

they got working down there.

Yeah? What's she like?

Oh, this doll is a doll,

like nothing you ever seen.

- Yeah?
- I'm telling you,

when guys go through the
checkout line where she works,

they forget their groceries.
They'd eat their change.

- Oh, it's murder.
- No kidding.

So help me, this
girl is fantastic.

Maybe we ought to
go down by the market

and buy something, huh?

She'll be worth every nickel.

Hey, Bernice, want to help
me with my history tonight?

Sure.

Well, thanks. And I'll see
you at your house about 8.

She's the prettiest
girl I've ever seen.

- Her name's Marion.
- How did you find out
her name?

Read it off her badge.

All the checkers have
badges, you know.

Maybe we ought to buy more
than just one package of gum.

Why? All we need is a
reason to go through the line.

Well, it's going to
look kind of phony,

two guys and one pack of gum.

What's phony about it?

We don't want her to think

we're going through
the line to look at her.

Why does she care why
we're going through the line?

A customer is a customer.

- Got the gum?
- Yeah.

- What kind?
- Spearmint.

Hello. How are you?

May I help you?

Uh, yeah.

Oh. You want some gum?

Uh, we want some gum.

Uh, we've got some gum.

How many?

Just one.

5 cents.

5 cents.

Thank you.

Ahem.

Excuse me.

[Marion] Hello. How are you?

- [whistling]
- What did I tell you?

Boy, is she pretty.

You know the word for her, man?

Wow. That's the word.

- Hey, Max.
- Oh, hi, Claude. Hi, Bud.

How long you been working here?

Oh, about three weeks.

Got a good deal, too...
Afternoons and Saturdays.

How'd you get the job?

Well?

I've got your groceries, ma'am.

Take them right out to
your car. Yes, ma'am.

See the manager, Mr. Wetzler.

[Woman] Come on now.

Hey, if a guy was
to get a job here...

- Whoa.
- Hmm?

It'll taste better if you take
the wrapper off the gum.

Margaret, I'm home.

- She's in the kitchen.
- Huh?

- Oh. Hello.
- Hello, dear.

Hello, dear.

Well, surrounded
by beautiful women.

Oh, watch him, Mother.
He's a slick talker.

You didn't happen to see Bud
on your way home, did you?

- No.
- I wonder
what happened to him.

He came home after
school, and then he left again.

He and Claude Mesner
went down to the supermarket

to look at the new check girl.

Oh, no.

Well, our son must be growing up

if he'll make a special
trip down to the market

just to see a girl.

Where'd you get
this information?

Not from Bud, I'm sure.

Bernice Hadley told me.

She and Bud were
sitting on the front lawn

when Claude came
by with a news flash

about this beautiful
check girl at the market,

so the boys took off.

Oh, if I were Bernice,
I'd hit Bud so hard.

Can you imagine how she felt?

I don't know why
she puts up with him.

Well, us Anderson
men are hard to resist.

Phooey. We'd
better get dinner on

for our irresistible men.

Hey. Guess what.

Got a job at the supermarket.

Box boy, afternoons
and Saturdays.

- Well, fine, son. When do you start?
- Tomorrow.

What brought on this
sudden burst of ambition?

Oh, well, uh...

a guy's got to begin to earn
his own money sometime.

Look, I can't go on
sponging off you and Dad

the rest of my life.

So what's so funny
about a guy getting a job?

Oh, nothing. Nothing,
son. It's very commendable.

We can't blame you for
wanting to work at the market.

There's so much to see there.

One meets so many
interesting people.

Yeah, a lot of people.

Hey, Mom, are we
going to eat pretty soon?

I'm going over to
Bernie's tonight.

She's going to help
me with my history.

Now isn't that just like a man?

He's fooling around
the market all day

ogling some girl,

and then he expects Bernie

to help him with
his studies at night.

We'll have to go see
this charming checker

at the market tomorrow.

Yes, I think I'd better
pick up a few things

at the market tomorrow myself.

Never mind, irresistible.

We'll bring you back
a complete report.

Hey, has anybody
seen my school books?

They're in the kitchen.

You left them lying

on the front lawn
this afternoon,

and Bernice brought them in.

Good old Bernie.

Look, her name is Bernice.

Good old Bernie.

It isn't enough he
makes her work for him.

He has to insult her.

And it was directly following
the Lewis and Clark expedition

that it was decided.

Are you listening?

Oh, yeah, sure.

What are you dreaming about?

Oh, just stuff.

Hey, I forgot to tell you.

I got a job at the
supermarket today.

That's swell.

I suppose you'll be
working with Marion.

Well, golly, I hope so.

You know, this
is the prettiest girl

I've ever seen.

What's she like?

Well, I can't even describe her.

She's just terrific.

When she looked at me, I...

I nearly keeled over. Really.

She must be really
something if you noticed her.

Well, look, I start work
tomorrow afternoon.

Why don't you come
down to the market

and I'll show her to you?
She works on number 5.

You'll spot her the minute
you walk into the market.

She stands out like a spotlight.

Everybody notices her.

She's a lucky girl.

Yeah, those checking
jobs are hard to get.

Let's get back to history.
That's what you're here for.

Yeah, yeah, that's
right. Let's go.

"The beginning of the
westward expansion

was marked by three
important historical factors."

Bud, are you listening?

Yeah. Sure.

The beginning of the
westward expansion

was marked by three
important cabbages...

Red, white, and blue.

The overland trail went
through Bean Porridge Hot

and Bean Porridge Cold

and south of Button Button
Who's Got the Sardines.

Is that clear?

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Now, you see, Bud,
you've got to put the cans

and solid stuff like
that in the bottom.

The other aisle, ma'am.
This one's closed for now.

Bud.

Pay attention now.

Keep your eggs

and your pastries and the like

in the top of the bag.

[no audible dialogue]

Keep your vegetable separate.

Folks don't want
their onions with their...

- Bud.
- Yes, sir?

You do a lot of
wool gathering, boy.

You sure you want
to work in this market?

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Wetzler.

I was just getting around,

getting acquainted
with the place.

Then you'd best get acquainted
with how to pack groceries

- if you're...
- Box boy, number 7, please.

There you go.
Number 7, over there.

- Number 7...
- The customers are waiting.

Oh, this way around.

Box boy, please, number 7.

Oh!

I got here as soon as I could.

Mr. Wetzler was showing
me how to pack stuff.

All right, we'll see
how well you learned it.

Here's your job. Good luck.

Well, Bud, you got through
the first hour all right.

That's always the worst.

- You did just fine.
- Thanks.

Hello. How are you?

Weight 18...

22...

78...

That's 2.17

Out of 5.

2.17, 3, 4, and 5.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Here you are, ma'am.
- Thank you, sir.

Well, I'll say this,
Marion's a looker.

Well, she's old enough
to be his mother.

Well, let's not make
that sound quite so old.

She's at least 20.

Thank you.

Bud. I want you to come
with me, young man.

What did I do?

Carelessness. Just
plain carelessness.

A dozen eggs broken,
smashed in the bag.

I told you, always
put eggs and pastries

- in the top of the bag.
- I did.

You think these eggs
broke themselves?

The customer gave
me the dickens,

and it's you boys. You
never pay attention.

Always fooling around.

Mr. Wetzler,

were these eggs brought back

by a blonde woman
in a white sweater?

Blonde? Yes, she was blonde.
White sweater. What about it?

Well, Bud didn't break
these eggs. She did.

I saw her drop the
bag right over there

by the soft drink machine.

Oh. Well. I'm... I'm sorry, Bud.

These people make me so mad.

Every time they break something,

they blame it on the boys.

How did I know who to blame?

Whatever happens in this place,

it's my fault.

You...

Go back to work.

I've seen this broken
egg trick pulled before.

She just thought she
could get away with it

because you're new on the job.

The first day's
always the hardest,

so don't be discouraged.
You're a good worker.

You're going to
get along just fine.

You'll run into a mean
customer now and then.

Don't worry.

I won't let them
push your around.

Don't laugh, Father.

It's not funny at
all. It's pathetic.

A little boy like Bud

getting mushy
over a girl her age.

She's older than I am.

That's not so unusual, princess.

When I was 6 years old,
I had a terrific crush on...

I know. Mother told me

about you and your
kindergarten teacher.

Well, good evening, Market Man.

Welcome home, son.
How'd it go on the job?

Wake up, silly.
What's the matter?

Nothing's the matter. I'm fine.

Do you feel all right?

Well, sure.

W-What have I done?

Why is everybody staring at me?

You act like somebody
hit you over the head

with a baseball bat.

Well, I've been working.

That's no easy job, you know.

Stuffing groceries in bags
and lugging them around.

I feel okay.

Nothing wrong with me.

No, I can see you're just fine.

- Oh. Sorry.
- [doorbell rings]

See who's at the door, will you?

Have you ever seen a goner
expression on anyone's face?

Like a sick cat...

Love sick.

Hey, Bernie.

I was getting some
things at the market.

Max told me you left
your school books.

I was coming home, so I
brought them on my way.

Oh. Well, thanks,
Bernie. Thanks a lot.

How's the new job?

Oh, she's great.

Uh, it's great.

Do you have to
work Saturday night?

No. No, not Saturday night.

Just afternoon.

That's good.

The dance is Saturday night.

Oh, yeah. That's
right. It is, isn't it?

Well, I'll see you
tomorrow, Bud.

Oh, yeah. Thanks again, Bernie.

Bye.

Bye.

Bud, I heard you talking
about the dance Saturday night.

Who are you taking?

I don't know. I hadn't
really thought about it.

Well, there's a real nice
girl that likes you, and, uh...

Hey.

How about that?

Yeah, I could ask her.

Well, of course
you could, silly.

She's been waiting for
you to say something.

I'll do it.

Tomorrow afternoon
at the market.

- The market?
- Yeah.

Well, I got to take
my books upstairs.

- That big goof.
- Well, now what?

Do you know who he's asking
to the dance Saturday night?

That... That woman
at the market.

Now, Betty, you're
making entirely too much

out of this whole thing.

Leave Bud alone.

Call Kathy to dinner.

Oh, this family! Honestly!

Bud, can you get some
free stuff at the market?

Where?

At the market where
you work, dopey.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You're not even listening.

Hey, I understand
your junior class

is having its big dance
this Saturday night.

Hmm? Oh, yeah.
That's right, it is.

Well, that sounds like fun.

Have you, uh, asked a girl yet?

No, not yet. But I'm going to.

I'm going to.

- Marion.
- What is it, Bud?

Will you go to the
dance with me?

I'd love to, darling.

And I have a
special dress I'll wear,

just for you.

May I have this dance, Marion?

Of course, darling.

This one and every one.

♪♪ [waltz]

I feel like there's no
one else in the world

but you and I.

Yeah.

I've dreamed of
this moment, Bud.

Ever since you
walked into the market

and our eyes first met

and you smiled,

I knew you were the only
boy in the world for me.

[tapping]

- Bud?
- Hmm?

Are you still with us?

Oh, sure. What's the matter?

We thought you'd
gone into a trance.

You had the dumbest
look on your face.

Nothing wrong with me.

Everybody's always staring at me

as if I was doing
something silly.

Just sitting here
like everybody else,

trying to mind my own
business and eat and...

Bud.

Are you going to eat
all those potatoes?

Uh, no, I guess not.

Hand me your plate,

and I'll give some
of those to Kathy.

No, Bud. Your plate.

What do you want my plate for?

For Pete's sake.

See? You're not listening again.

Bud, old man,

look at me and concentrate.

Pass your mother your plate

so she can remove
some of the potatoes

and put them on Kathy's plate.

Oh.

- Oh!
- Oh, Bud!

- You clumsy.
- Oh, for Pete's sake.

Oh, I've never seen anyone
come so completely unglued.

He's stopped thinking entirely.

[humming]

Hi, Bud.

What was wrong with you
in English class this morning?

Didn't you feel well?

Oh, I guess I was
thinking of something else.

Here. Sit down. Take
a load off your feet.

I want to ask you something.

Okay. What?

Maybe you can tell me.

How can a guy tell
when a girl likes him?

Well, I guess by the
way she treats him

and... and the way
she looks at him.

It all depends.

Wh-What girl were
you thinking about?

Marion down at the market.

Aw, she's terrific, and
I really like her, too.

I think she likes me.

But how can a guy be sure?

Well...

a girl can't come right out

and tell a boy she likes him.

No. Not right at first.

Well, all she can do

is try and show him
how much she likes him

by doing little
things for him and...

And helping him
with his problems...

and standing by him
when he's in trouble or...

Or unhappy.

Yeah, I think
you're right, Bernie.

When... When
Marion stood up for me

against Mr. Wetzler,

she was trying to
tell me something.

She was trying to
get a message to me.

Yeah, I'm going to do it.

What?

I'm going to ask Marion
to the Junior Dance.

I'll do it this afternoon.

Well, I got to go to my locker.

Thanks a lot, Bernie.
You're a good guy.

- Oh.
- Easy does it.

Thank you very much.

Oh.

What's the trouble, Bud?

Uh, I don't know.

Come on, come on.

Oh.

This just isn't your day.

I... I'll...

Okay, Marion, I'll
take over for you.

Thanks a lot, Barbie.

Easy now. Don't bruise them.

She'll take care of you.

Oh, Marion.

Are you leaving now?

Yeah. This is the
day I get off early.

Now be careful

and don't you get in
trouble with Mr. Wetzler.

- Oh...
- Come on.

How about my potatoes?

Oh.

Hey, I want to talk to
Marion for just a minute.

- My potatoes.
- Oh. Here.

Boy!

Marion.

Bud, what's wrong?
Did I forget something?

Oh, no.

I... I just wanted to
ask you a question.

Well?

Well, uh, there's a
dance Saturday night,

and I... Well, I was, uh...

Well, I thought maybe
you'd like to go with me.

Bud, you flatter me.

You're a sweet boy,

and I thank you
with all my heart.

But I can't go to
the dance with you.

[horn honks]

Hi, honey.

This is my husband.

Bob, this is Bud Anderson,
one of our new box boys.

Hello, Bud.

He just paid me one of
the nicest compliments

I've had in years.

I'm sorry, Bud.

So this is where I find you.

Take off that smock.

- What...
- Take it off. You're through.

You messed up the whole market.

Potatoes all over the floor.

- [thump]
- I...

I can't have this. Your
mind's not on your work.

Confounded kids.
Not a lick of sense.

Drive a man out of his mind.

Hey, Bud.

How's it going?

I wonder what's keeping Bud.

He's usually home
long before this.

Oh, there's Father.
Maybe Bud's working late.

- Hello, princess.
- Oh, hi.

- Hello, dear.
- Hello, honey.

Oh, say, you haven't
seen Bud, have you?

Yes. I picked him
up down the street.

He's putting the car
in the garage now.

Poor kid. The roof fell
in on him this afternoon.

He asked Marion to the
dance, and she turned him down.

Told me all about it.

The end of a perfect dream.

Maybe he'll have
some sense after this.

Now you treat him
gently when he comes in.

He's had a rough day.

Keep your chin up,
Bud. We're still with you.

Boy, am I a stupe. A real stupe.

No, you're not, son.

You have nothing to
be embarrassed about.

She was married.
A married woman.

Oh, now don't make
it sound so awful.

I'm a married woman.

I must have gone off
my rocker for a while.

I don't know what
happened to me.

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it. It's
probably Claude.

The problems of raising a boy.

Raising you hasn't been
any bed of roses, either.

I was at the market.

You left these.

I thought you'd be needing
them for tonight's lesson.

Oh.

Thanks a lot.

Could you come in for a minute?

I guess so.

I've been kind of a heel.

Treated you pretty badly.

I'm going to ask you anyway.

I don't blame you if
you turn me down,

but, uh, could you, uh...

would... would you...

I'd love to go to the Junior
Dance with you, Bud.

You know...

You're the greatest...

Bernice.

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