Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 2, Episode 10 - Wally's New Suit - full transcript
Wally is attending an upcoming dance. He is learning to dance and wants to buy a new suit, which his parents are more than happy to buy for him. Although Wally was originally planning on going to the store with his father who would pick out the suit, Wally changes his mind about letting his father pick the suit when Eddie tells him that he should be old enough to pick out his own clothes. Ward and June reluctantly allow Wally to go to the store alone with Beaver, despite Ward figuring he won't like what Wally chooses even before Wally goes to the store. Ward and June vow not to criticize Wally's choice regardless of what he comes home with. But it's difficult for them, who hate Wally's "loud" suit. Conversely, Eddie, Tooey and Beaver love it. Ultimately, Ward tries everything to talk Wally into buying a more conservative suit. But June thinks she has a more underhanded but effective approach to get Wally to do what they want.
Leave It To Beaver.
Starring Barbara Billingsley,
Hugh Beaumont,
Tony Dow...
and Jerry Mathers...
as the Beaver.
♪♪
Come on, Wally. Relax.
You're supposed
to be enjoying this.
Well, gee, Mom, I got
enough to think about...
without worrying
about enjoying it.
♪♪
Well, now that's good. I'm
gonna put another record...
How's it going? Gee, awful, Dad.
I don't think I want to
go to any more dances.
Oh, Wally, you're doing fine.
Isn't he, Beaver? I don't know.
All I ever danced with at
dancing school was other guys.
Here, let me fix it.
There. Now come
on. Let's try it again.
♪♪
Well, that's pretty good, Wally.
Only thing is, you're
not holding her close
enough. Here, let me
show you what I mean.
There. You see? Isn't that easy?
Yeah, well, it's easy for you,
but— Well, Mom's not your mother.
Dad, is that the way you danced
with Mom in the olden days?
Yes, Beaver.
Although, in the olden days, somehow they
never seemed quite like the olden days.
I'll get it.
Oh, hold it, Beave.
Wally, don't turn that off.
I want to teach you how
to turn around. Oh, well,
that might be Eddie Haskell.
And if he saw me dancing with
you, he'd blab it to all the other guys.
Oh. Well, excuse me.
I didn't know dancing
with your mother was
such a serious offense.
Oh, sure, June. That's
almost as bad as getting
kissed by your father
in public, isn't it, Wally?
Oh, gee, no, Dad. That's worse.
Okay, Beave.
Hi, Eddie. Hiya, squirt.
Where's your brother?
He's in the living room
with Mom and Dad. Oh.
They were just
standing around to music.
Hi, Eddie. Hi, Wally.
Oh, how do you do, Mrs.
Cleaver? Hello, Mr. Cleaver.
Hello, Eddie. Oh, that's
a very nice phonograph.
My father says a person should listen
to good music, even if he doesn't like it.
Well, that was
dance music, Eddie.
Um, you want to go
up to my room, Eddie?
That's all right with
me, Wally. Excuse me.
Wally, before you make any plans,
don't forget you and your father...
are going downtown this
afternoon to buy a new suit.
Well, uh, gee, do
we have to go today?
Oh, come on, Wally. You're the
one who wanted the suit for the dance.
Saturday's the only
day I have to take you.
Well, I'll go home, Mr. Cleaver,
if you feel I'm in the way.
Well, as a matter
of fact, Eddie...
It's all right, Eddie.
It's all right, Eddie.
Wally and his father
aren't going until after lunch.
Come on, Eddie.
Where are you going,
Beaver? I'm going upstairs.
I don't want to miss it if they
start sayin' any good stuff.
Oh, Ward, that Eddie.
Do you suppose Wally's that
polite when he goes visiting? ♪♪
I don't know. But if he is, I hope
he's a little more sincere about it.
Come on, old folks.
Hey, Wally, I hear you're takin' Mary
Ellen Rogers to the dance next Saturday.
Yeah, well, I might.
What about it?
Uh, nothin', but I just,
uh, heard that, uh...
- You heard what?
- Well, I heard that, uh...
Hey, squirt, what are you doin'?
- Listenin'.
- Hey, Eddie, we better
talk about somethin' else.
Hey, too bad you gotta go
shoppin' with your pop this afternoon.
Me and Chester are goin'
down to the automobile
junkyard. They just got
in a couple of new wrecks.
Yeah, well, I've gotta go down
and get a new suit for the dance.
Yeah, with your father.
When I buy a new suit,
I don't go with my father.
You go with your
mother, huh, Eddie?
I'm not a baby. I go by myself.
Well, gee, I've gone and bought
sweaters and junk before by myself,
but, well, gee,
a suit's different.
Yeah. Mom and Dad always
go with us when we buy suits.
Sure. It's just another way
parents have to keep on top of you.
I think they go to help
you pick the right stuff.
Are you kiddin'? Who needs
help when you're in high school?
The least your pop can do is to
trust you to buy your own clothes.
Well, I gotta go meet Chester.
Well, gee, Eddie. I
don't know if I should
ask Dad or not about
buyin' my own clothes.
If you ask 'em,
they always say no.
Just tell him, and then if he says
no, you can start whinin' around.
I'll see you, Wally.
Yeah. See you.
So long, Eddie.
You know, Wally, if I were Eddie's father,
I wouldn't let him buy his own clothes.
- Why not?
- 'Cause I don't like Eddie.
Well, heck, Beaver.
When you're a guy's father,
well, you've gotta like him.
Uh, Beaver, don't eat
so fast. Chew your food.
Gee, Dad, this is hamburger.
The butcher already
chewed it in the machine.
Well, he didn't chew the
roll, so just slow down, huh?
Ward, what store are you
gonna take Wally to for his suit?
Oh, I imagine we'll go
to the Prep Shop again.
Well, he has new black shoes, so
why don't you get him a dark blue suit,
Dad? Or maybe a charcoal gray?
Mom? Do you want
another hamburger, Wally?
Um, no, uh...
Well, gee. I'm in
high school now.
Well, how about if I
just bought my own suit?
- Bought your own suit?
- Well, yeah. You could give me the money,
and I could go by myself and
buy it just as if you were there.
Oh, Wally, I—I don't think you're
old enough to buy your own clothes.
Well, sure I am. Wally,
name me just one of
your friends who picks
out his own clothes.
- Eddie Haskell.
- Yeah, Eddie Haskell.
Wally, I agree with your father.
When you buy a suit, you
should have someone with you.
Well, sure. Well, okay.
Yeah. I'll take Beaver.
Yeah, I can use up
some of my judgment.
But, Wally, we've always
picked out your clothes together.
Now, what's been wrong
with any suit you've ever had?
Well, nothing. I guess
they're okay, but...
Well, they're, well,
you know, kinda square.
"Square"?
Well, Wally, if you don't want the
benefit of my experience and advice...
Gee, thanks, Dad.
You just go on down to the
Prep Shop and pick out a suit,
if you think you're old
enough to use good judgment.
Let's just see how you make out.
Gee, Dad, it sounds like
you're not gonna like the suit...
even before he buys it.
Well, no such thing, Beaver. He can pick
out any suit he likes. I won't say a word.
Gee, thanks, Dad. Thanks, Mom.
Come on, Beave.
That was real neat, Wally. You
didn't even have to whine around.
Yeah.
You know something, dear? What?
You are acting as though you're not going
to like it before he's even bought it.
June, I'm completely
open-minded.
Of course you are, dear.
"Square." Hmm!
They're exactly
like the suits I wear.
Well, that seems to be your
size. How does it feel, son?
I don't know. How does
it feel to you, Beave?
Well, I don't know.
You've got it on.
Well, I don't know if I like it.
It looks kinda like a suit I had once
before. I never had much fun in that suit.
Yeah, that's the one you
had to wear at dancing school.
Did your father tell you
what kind of a suit to buy?
Oh, no. I'm buying
this by myself.
Yeah, all he said was to
call him up about the price.
I think you'd probably
like a nice tweed.
Well, I don't know. Could we kinda
look around by ourselves? Well, you know.
It's hard makin'
up your mind when
somebody's tellin' you
what you oughta like.
Well, you boys go right ahead.
These are your size. Call me
when you find something you like.
Well, gee, thanks, mister.
You know what would be
great, Wally? What, Beave?
A suit made out of blue jeans.
Hey, get a load of this one.
Boy, this is really weird. Yeah.
How come they make
kids' suits so stiff looking?
Well, I don't know.
I guess just to scare you, so while
you're in 'em you won't do anything bad.
Hey! Boy, look at this
one. What do you think?
Well, I don't know.
What do you think?
Boy, look at all these pockets.
Hey, it looks pretty
sharp from here.
What does it look
like from the back?
It looks pretty sharp
from back here too.
Boy, I never saw
a suit like this.
Me neither. What
are the pants like?
Hey! They're the same
thing. I'm gonna buy it.
- How much does it cost?
- Oh, I forgot about that.
It'll probably cost twice as
much as those weird ones.
Hey, it's $10 less.
- How come?
- Well, 'cause they're crazy, that's why.
Well, have you found something?
Yeah. This one right here.
Oh. You're quite sure
that's what you want?
Sure, he's sure. It's the
best suit in the whole store.
I see. Well, it, uh...
It may need a few alterations.
Hi, dear. Hi.
Big excitement tonight. Wally's
upstairs putting on his new suit.
Oh, finally came, huh? Did
you get a look at it? Uh-uh.
He went down to the store
himself and picked it up. Oh.
What's new at the office? Oh,
uh, Janice is leaving to get married.
Which one is Janice? The
pretty one you don't like.
Good.
Mom, is that Dad?
Yeah, right here, boy.
Okay, Wally, everybody's home.
Now make a big fuss over it.
Oh, I'll be
positively delighted.
Here he comes.
Well, here it is.
Pretty sharp, huh, Dad?
Yeah, p-pretty sharp.
Well, I think it's, uh...
Well, it's a very
nice suit, Wally.
Yeah, they tried to sell
us a lot of weird ones,
but we bought this one instead.
And we saved you
10 whole dollars.
Hey, look, Mom.
It's nice and roomy.
Yes, there— there is a
lot of it, isn't there, Ward?
Yes, but...
is it, uh, my imagination
or is it kind of loud?
Oh, well, what do
you mean "loud," Dad?
- Well, bright.
- Well, sure.
You could spill stuff on it all
day and never even notice it.
Gee, it didn't look
so bright in the store.
- They never do.
- You mean you don't like it?
It's not that your father
doesn't like it, Wally.
It's just that, well, we think that maybe
you could have found something...
a little, uh— a little better.
Gee whiz, Mom. It had more
pockets than any other suit in the store.
You just don't like it 'cause I bought
it myself. Now, that's not true, Wally.
I just don't think you
used very good judgment.
What your father
means, Wally, is that,
well, he's not sure that this is
the right suit for a nice little dance.
Well, if nobody
likes it... I like it.
Well, Wally, now, it
isn't that we don't like it.
Excuse me. Wally, really.
It's not that we don't like it.
Oh, hello, Eddie, Tooey.
Good evening, Mrs. Cleaver.
Hello, Mrs. Cleaver.
Wally told us he was gettin' his new
suit today, so we came over to see it.
Oh, well, come on in.
Oh, hi, fellas.
Wow!
Yeah, like, really wow!
Well, you guys like it?
That's the best suit I ever
saw in my whole life! Me too!
Man, is that S-H-A-R-P!
You picked it out
all by yourself?
All by himself,
'cept I helped him.
Your parents didn't have
anything to do with it? Honest.
Look at all those pockets!
Well, see, Dad?
The guys think it's
real sharp and so do I.
I don't think I could ever find a better
suit if I looked for a million years.
- Look, Wally— - Could
we discuss it later, dear?
Come on, guys. I'll show you
the crazy socks I got to go with it.
- Hey, look at the back of that.
- Isn't that sharp? Too much!
June, why are you
defending that suit?
That's the most
horrible-looking thing I ever saw.
Dear, I'm not defending it. I agree with
you. But we made a bargain with him.
Now, you said he could buy a
suit and you wouldn't criticize it.
All right. Let him wear that horse
blanket to the dance Saturday night.
But what are you going to do
when our friends see him in it?
I suppose we could move.
You know, we may have to.
Who’s Janice marrying?
Janice who?
The girl from your office.
Oh, I don't know.
Probably some character in
a plaid suit with six pockets.
Feeling a little rejected,
huh? Well, why shouldn't
Wally want me to go with
him to pick out his clothes?
After all, I've lived a
little longer than he has.
I've made some mistakes. He
could profit by my experience.
Well, maybe he's entitled
to make his own mistakes.
Do you want him to go through life
thinking this is the kind of suit to wear?
All right, dear,
you talk to him.
But, oh, Ward, please
do it diplomatically.
He thinks that's the most
beautiful suit in the world.
Hey, hold it tighter, Beave.
Wally, how come you're shinin' your shoes
tonight when the dance is tomorrow night?
Well, I just want to be ready.
It sure is gonna be a waste of time if you
get there and nobody looks at your feet.
Well, sure, Beave. At a dance,
everybody looks at your feet.
When I went to dancing school,
the only one who
looked at my feet was me.
I wanted to see
what they were doing.
Hi, guys. May I
come in? Sure, Dad.
We're shinin' Wally's shoes. Oh.
Uh, say, Wally, uh...
I've been thinking about that suit
you brought home today and, um,
I know I told you I wouldn't
say anything about it,
but I'm afraid we're gonna have
to have a talk about it, man-to-man.
You want I should
go downstairs, Dad?
No, you can stick
around, Beaver.
You might profit
by this too. Oh.
You don't like the
suit, do you, Dad?
Well, uh, Wally, it's a question of
wearing the right thing at the right time.
It's like once, when I
was in college, I went to
spend the weekend with
my roommate at his home.
Well, the first night I
came down to dinner,
he and his father
were wearing jackets.
I was wearing a
turtleneck sweater.
Boy, was I embarrassed.
But, gee, Dad, I'm not
gonna be wearing a turtleneck
sweater to the dance.
I'm wearing my new suit.
I think you understand
the point I'm making, Wally.
That suit is in very bad taste.
If you wear it to the
dance, you're going to
be embarrassed in
front of all your friends.
Well, gee. No, I'm not, Dad.
Eddie and Tooey said they
were gonna get the same kind.
Yeah, then they can all go
like the Three Musketeers.
Beaver, Wally doesn't have to
do everything Eddie and Tooey do.
If they jumped off a roof, you
wouldn't expect him to, would you?
Well, how high a roof, Dad?
Yeah, Wally.
All right. I guess we just have
to learn by bitter experience.
You go right ahead and
wear that suit to the dance.
I'm not gonna forbid it
because we made an agreement.
I told you you could pick out any
suit and I wouldn't say anything.
But, gee, Dad. You've been sayin'
stuff about it ever since before supper.
Now, Wally... Well,
how are we doing?
Dad's trying to make me
take back the suit I bought.
Yeah, he says
it's got a bad taste.
Well, I'll tell you, there
was only one thing
that I noticed about
that suit—the sleeves.
Wally, don't you think those
sleeves are just a little bit too long?
Gee, everybody's pickin' on it, so I
don't know. Wally, I'm not picking on it.
It's just that, well, if
you're gonna wear
it, it seems to me, it
ought to be just right.
Well, I guess we could have
the sleeves shortened a little.
I called the store and
they're open tonight.
Would you drive us down, dear?
Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.
Mom, you're not tryin' to make
me take back the suit, are you?
Of course I'm not.
Now, where's the suit?
It's in the closet.
That's the guy over there, Mom.
Oh, good evening.
What may I do for you?
I'm Mrs. Cleaver. I called about
having my boy's suit altered a little.
Oh, of course, Mrs. Cleaver.
Um, Beaver and I will
be around if you need us.
Dad, come on. Come over
and look at the neat mirrors.
You can see your
back from the front.
Now, just exactly what
was it you wanted done?
Oh, we wanted the
sleeves shortened a bit.
Yeah, you can
just chop a hunk off.
Well, I could do that, but I'm
afraid that might spoil this suit.
Gee, how come?
Well, it might spoil
the drape. What's that?
Slip your jacket
off. I'll show you.
Well, look, Dad. There's
a million mes in there.
That's an optical illusion.
You see, this suit is cut to fit a
boy who is slighter than most.
"Slighter"? That's right.
That's why the sleeves
have this long tapered look.
And there's lots of
padding up there to make a
boy look big and strong
when, really, he isn't.
Well, gee, I just
thought a suit was a suit.
Let me show you something.
Now, you take a
suit like this one here.
This suit has a
lot less padding.
Most of the huskier fellows
seem to prefer this type of suit.
We sell a lot of these suits
to the boys at Mayfield High.
Well, gee, I go to
Mayfield. Really?
That's a nice
suit all right, but,
well, I'm afraid Wally has
his heart set on this one.
Um, well, if they can't
shorten the sleeves...
Um, well, let me try
that one on, okay?
Just as you say, son.
Me and Dad were
lookin' at a optic illusion.
Well, this boy's got quite a build.
I never noticed it in that other suit.
They couldn't shorten
the sleeves on the
other one, Dad. What
do you think of this one?
Oh, it's up to you, Wally.
Um, well, maybe I
could try it with the pants.
There's a dressing
room right in there.
Thanks. I'll come
with you, Wally.
You know, I think he may take
that suit. Thank you so much.
Oh, don't mention it. You know, I tried to
talk him out of that other suit last week.
And I want to thank you so much
for being so, uh—so diplomatic.
Oh, this has happened
before with other boys...
who have, uh, shall we
say, surprised their parents.
I'll just see if he needs
any help. Thank you.
I have to hand it to you.
I didn't know what you
were doing at first, but
you're certainly a master
of the indirect approach.
Of course I am, dear.
How do you think I got you?
Well, Wally, you really look
handsome. Doesn't he, Ward?
Oh, yes, in a
rugged sort of way.
Yeah, Dad, he even put some
of your smelly water on himself.
Aw.
Wally, why did you and the
other boys, at the last minute,
decide not to take
dates to the dance?
Well, Eddie said it's
better if we go by ourselves.
That way, you get to dance
with all the other guys' girls,
and you don't get stuck with 'em and
have to buy 'em stuff on the way home.
I think that's a very
practical approach.
I think it's horrible.
Oh, hello, fellas. Good evening,
Mr. Cleaver, Mrs. Cleaver.
Hello, Mrs.
Cleaver. Hello, boys.
Wally, what happened? Yeah.
Aren't you gonna wear your new suit?
Well, I took it back
and got this one instead.
Well, what for?
It was real sharp.
Well, I liked this
one better, that's why.
Gee, we figured you'd
knock everybody dead.
Well, what about you guys?
You said you were gettin'
the same kind of suit I had.
Well, I was, but my father
made me get this one.
- Well, what about you, Eddie?
- Oh, I would have gotten one just like it,
but it would have had to
come all the way from England.
Well, uh, you guys wait
outside. I'll be right out.
Good night, Mrs.
Cleaver. Bye, Mrs. Cleaver.
Good night.
- Yes, Wally?
- Oh, well, I just wanted to thank you.
You were right
about that other suit.
I would have looked
kinda like a creep in it.
- Uh-huh.
- But gee, Dad. How did you know I would?
Well, I think you're forgetting
about the turtleneck sweater.
Well, when you were
tellin' me about that,
well, I just thought
you were yellin' at me.
I didn't know you were
tryin' to tell me anything.
Come on, honey.
You better run along.
Have a good time,
Wally. Have fun.
Bye.
I'm comin', I'm comin'!
Bring me snacks from the dance!
You know, I think Wally's
hit on something there.
We yell at our kids trying to
make an impression on 'em,
and all we accomplish
is to get 'em so
confused, they don't
understand a word we say.
- Uh-huh.
- So long!
You know, I think I
liked the other suit better.
It had more pockets.
- Well?
- Well?
Starring Barbara Billingsley,
Hugh Beaumont,
Tony Dow...
and Jerry Mathers...
as the Beaver.
♪♪
Come on, Wally. Relax.
You're supposed
to be enjoying this.
Well, gee, Mom, I got
enough to think about...
without worrying
about enjoying it.
♪♪
Well, now that's good. I'm
gonna put another record...
How's it going? Gee, awful, Dad.
I don't think I want to
go to any more dances.
Oh, Wally, you're doing fine.
Isn't he, Beaver? I don't know.
All I ever danced with at
dancing school was other guys.
Here, let me fix it.
There. Now come
on. Let's try it again.
♪♪
Well, that's pretty good, Wally.
Only thing is, you're
not holding her close
enough. Here, let me
show you what I mean.
There. You see? Isn't that easy?
Yeah, well, it's easy for you,
but— Well, Mom's not your mother.
Dad, is that the way you danced
with Mom in the olden days?
Yes, Beaver.
Although, in the olden days, somehow they
never seemed quite like the olden days.
I'll get it.
Oh, hold it, Beave.
Wally, don't turn that off.
I want to teach you how
to turn around. Oh, well,
that might be Eddie Haskell.
And if he saw me dancing with
you, he'd blab it to all the other guys.
Oh. Well, excuse me.
I didn't know dancing
with your mother was
such a serious offense.
Oh, sure, June. That's
almost as bad as getting
kissed by your father
in public, isn't it, Wally?
Oh, gee, no, Dad. That's worse.
Okay, Beave.
Hi, Eddie. Hiya, squirt.
Where's your brother?
He's in the living room
with Mom and Dad. Oh.
They were just
standing around to music.
Hi, Eddie. Hi, Wally.
Oh, how do you do, Mrs.
Cleaver? Hello, Mr. Cleaver.
Hello, Eddie. Oh, that's
a very nice phonograph.
My father says a person should listen
to good music, even if he doesn't like it.
Well, that was
dance music, Eddie.
Um, you want to go
up to my room, Eddie?
That's all right with
me, Wally. Excuse me.
Wally, before you make any plans,
don't forget you and your father...
are going downtown this
afternoon to buy a new suit.
Well, uh, gee, do
we have to go today?
Oh, come on, Wally. You're the
one who wanted the suit for the dance.
Saturday's the only
day I have to take you.
Well, I'll go home, Mr. Cleaver,
if you feel I'm in the way.
Well, as a matter
of fact, Eddie...
It's all right, Eddie.
It's all right, Eddie.
Wally and his father
aren't going until after lunch.
Come on, Eddie.
Where are you going,
Beaver? I'm going upstairs.
I don't want to miss it if they
start sayin' any good stuff.
Oh, Ward, that Eddie.
Do you suppose Wally's that
polite when he goes visiting? ♪♪
I don't know. But if he is, I hope
he's a little more sincere about it.
Come on, old folks.
Hey, Wally, I hear you're takin' Mary
Ellen Rogers to the dance next Saturday.
Yeah, well, I might.
What about it?
Uh, nothin', but I just,
uh, heard that, uh...
- You heard what?
- Well, I heard that, uh...
Hey, squirt, what are you doin'?
- Listenin'.
- Hey, Eddie, we better
talk about somethin' else.
Hey, too bad you gotta go
shoppin' with your pop this afternoon.
Me and Chester are goin'
down to the automobile
junkyard. They just got
in a couple of new wrecks.
Yeah, well, I've gotta go down
and get a new suit for the dance.
Yeah, with your father.
When I buy a new suit,
I don't go with my father.
You go with your
mother, huh, Eddie?
I'm not a baby. I go by myself.
Well, gee, I've gone and bought
sweaters and junk before by myself,
but, well, gee,
a suit's different.
Yeah. Mom and Dad always
go with us when we buy suits.
Sure. It's just another way
parents have to keep on top of you.
I think they go to help
you pick the right stuff.
Are you kiddin'? Who needs
help when you're in high school?
The least your pop can do is to
trust you to buy your own clothes.
Well, I gotta go meet Chester.
Well, gee, Eddie. I
don't know if I should
ask Dad or not about
buyin' my own clothes.
If you ask 'em,
they always say no.
Just tell him, and then if he says
no, you can start whinin' around.
I'll see you, Wally.
Yeah. See you.
So long, Eddie.
You know, Wally, if I were Eddie's father,
I wouldn't let him buy his own clothes.
- Why not?
- 'Cause I don't like Eddie.
Well, heck, Beaver.
When you're a guy's father,
well, you've gotta like him.
Uh, Beaver, don't eat
so fast. Chew your food.
Gee, Dad, this is hamburger.
The butcher already
chewed it in the machine.
Well, he didn't chew the
roll, so just slow down, huh?
Ward, what store are you
gonna take Wally to for his suit?
Oh, I imagine we'll go
to the Prep Shop again.
Well, he has new black shoes, so
why don't you get him a dark blue suit,
Dad? Or maybe a charcoal gray?
Mom? Do you want
another hamburger, Wally?
Um, no, uh...
Well, gee. I'm in
high school now.
Well, how about if I
just bought my own suit?
- Bought your own suit?
- Well, yeah. You could give me the money,
and I could go by myself and
buy it just as if you were there.
Oh, Wally, I—I don't think you're
old enough to buy your own clothes.
Well, sure I am. Wally,
name me just one of
your friends who picks
out his own clothes.
- Eddie Haskell.
- Yeah, Eddie Haskell.
Wally, I agree with your father.
When you buy a suit, you
should have someone with you.
Well, sure. Well, okay.
Yeah. I'll take Beaver.
Yeah, I can use up
some of my judgment.
But, Wally, we've always
picked out your clothes together.
Now, what's been wrong
with any suit you've ever had?
Well, nothing. I guess
they're okay, but...
Well, they're, well,
you know, kinda square.
"Square"?
Well, Wally, if you don't want the
benefit of my experience and advice...
Gee, thanks, Dad.
You just go on down to the
Prep Shop and pick out a suit,
if you think you're old
enough to use good judgment.
Let's just see how you make out.
Gee, Dad, it sounds like
you're not gonna like the suit...
even before he buys it.
Well, no such thing, Beaver. He can pick
out any suit he likes. I won't say a word.
Gee, thanks, Dad. Thanks, Mom.
Come on, Beave.
That was real neat, Wally. You
didn't even have to whine around.
Yeah.
You know something, dear? What?
You are acting as though you're not going
to like it before he's even bought it.
June, I'm completely
open-minded.
Of course you are, dear.
"Square." Hmm!
They're exactly
like the suits I wear.
Well, that seems to be your
size. How does it feel, son?
I don't know. How does
it feel to you, Beave?
Well, I don't know.
You've got it on.
Well, I don't know if I like it.
It looks kinda like a suit I had once
before. I never had much fun in that suit.
Yeah, that's the one you
had to wear at dancing school.
Did your father tell you
what kind of a suit to buy?
Oh, no. I'm buying
this by myself.
Yeah, all he said was to
call him up about the price.
I think you'd probably
like a nice tweed.
Well, I don't know. Could we kinda
look around by ourselves? Well, you know.
It's hard makin'
up your mind when
somebody's tellin' you
what you oughta like.
Well, you boys go right ahead.
These are your size. Call me
when you find something you like.
Well, gee, thanks, mister.
You know what would be
great, Wally? What, Beave?
A suit made out of blue jeans.
Hey, get a load of this one.
Boy, this is really weird. Yeah.
How come they make
kids' suits so stiff looking?
Well, I don't know.
I guess just to scare you, so while
you're in 'em you won't do anything bad.
Hey! Boy, look at this
one. What do you think?
Well, I don't know.
What do you think?
Boy, look at all these pockets.
Hey, it looks pretty
sharp from here.
What does it look
like from the back?
It looks pretty sharp
from back here too.
Boy, I never saw
a suit like this.
Me neither. What
are the pants like?
Hey! They're the same
thing. I'm gonna buy it.
- How much does it cost?
- Oh, I forgot about that.
It'll probably cost twice as
much as those weird ones.
Hey, it's $10 less.
- How come?
- Well, 'cause they're crazy, that's why.
Well, have you found something?
Yeah. This one right here.
Oh. You're quite sure
that's what you want?
Sure, he's sure. It's the
best suit in the whole store.
I see. Well, it, uh...
It may need a few alterations.
Hi, dear. Hi.
Big excitement tonight. Wally's
upstairs putting on his new suit.
Oh, finally came, huh? Did
you get a look at it? Uh-uh.
He went down to the store
himself and picked it up. Oh.
What's new at the office? Oh,
uh, Janice is leaving to get married.
Which one is Janice? The
pretty one you don't like.
Good.
Mom, is that Dad?
Yeah, right here, boy.
Okay, Wally, everybody's home.
Now make a big fuss over it.
Oh, I'll be
positively delighted.
Here he comes.
Well, here it is.
Pretty sharp, huh, Dad?
Yeah, p-pretty sharp.
Well, I think it's, uh...
Well, it's a very
nice suit, Wally.
Yeah, they tried to sell
us a lot of weird ones,
but we bought this one instead.
And we saved you
10 whole dollars.
Hey, look, Mom.
It's nice and roomy.
Yes, there— there is a
lot of it, isn't there, Ward?
Yes, but...
is it, uh, my imagination
or is it kind of loud?
Oh, well, what do
you mean "loud," Dad?
- Well, bright.
- Well, sure.
You could spill stuff on it all
day and never even notice it.
Gee, it didn't look
so bright in the store.
- They never do.
- You mean you don't like it?
It's not that your father
doesn't like it, Wally.
It's just that, well, we think that maybe
you could have found something...
a little, uh— a little better.
Gee whiz, Mom. It had more
pockets than any other suit in the store.
You just don't like it 'cause I bought
it myself. Now, that's not true, Wally.
I just don't think you
used very good judgment.
What your father
means, Wally, is that,
well, he's not sure that this is
the right suit for a nice little dance.
Well, if nobody
likes it... I like it.
Well, Wally, now, it
isn't that we don't like it.
Excuse me. Wally, really.
It's not that we don't like it.
Oh, hello, Eddie, Tooey.
Good evening, Mrs. Cleaver.
Hello, Mrs. Cleaver.
Wally told us he was gettin' his new
suit today, so we came over to see it.
Oh, well, come on in.
Oh, hi, fellas.
Wow!
Yeah, like, really wow!
Well, you guys like it?
That's the best suit I ever
saw in my whole life! Me too!
Man, is that S-H-A-R-P!
You picked it out
all by yourself?
All by himself,
'cept I helped him.
Your parents didn't have
anything to do with it? Honest.
Look at all those pockets!
Well, see, Dad?
The guys think it's
real sharp and so do I.
I don't think I could ever find a better
suit if I looked for a million years.
- Look, Wally— - Could
we discuss it later, dear?
Come on, guys. I'll show you
the crazy socks I got to go with it.
- Hey, look at the back of that.
- Isn't that sharp? Too much!
June, why are you
defending that suit?
That's the most
horrible-looking thing I ever saw.
Dear, I'm not defending it. I agree with
you. But we made a bargain with him.
Now, you said he could buy a
suit and you wouldn't criticize it.
All right. Let him wear that horse
blanket to the dance Saturday night.
But what are you going to do
when our friends see him in it?
I suppose we could move.
You know, we may have to.
Who’s Janice marrying?
Janice who?
The girl from your office.
Oh, I don't know.
Probably some character in
a plaid suit with six pockets.
Feeling a little rejected,
huh? Well, why shouldn't
Wally want me to go with
him to pick out his clothes?
After all, I've lived a
little longer than he has.
I've made some mistakes. He
could profit by my experience.
Well, maybe he's entitled
to make his own mistakes.
Do you want him to go through life
thinking this is the kind of suit to wear?
All right, dear,
you talk to him.
But, oh, Ward, please
do it diplomatically.
He thinks that's the most
beautiful suit in the world.
Hey, hold it tighter, Beave.
Wally, how come you're shinin' your shoes
tonight when the dance is tomorrow night?
Well, I just want to be ready.
It sure is gonna be a waste of time if you
get there and nobody looks at your feet.
Well, sure, Beave. At a dance,
everybody looks at your feet.
When I went to dancing school,
the only one who
looked at my feet was me.
I wanted to see
what they were doing.
Hi, guys. May I
come in? Sure, Dad.
We're shinin' Wally's shoes. Oh.
Uh, say, Wally, uh...
I've been thinking about that suit
you brought home today and, um,
I know I told you I wouldn't
say anything about it,
but I'm afraid we're gonna have
to have a talk about it, man-to-man.
You want I should
go downstairs, Dad?
No, you can stick
around, Beaver.
You might profit
by this too. Oh.
You don't like the
suit, do you, Dad?
Well, uh, Wally, it's a question of
wearing the right thing at the right time.
It's like once, when I
was in college, I went to
spend the weekend with
my roommate at his home.
Well, the first night I
came down to dinner,
he and his father
were wearing jackets.
I was wearing a
turtleneck sweater.
Boy, was I embarrassed.
But, gee, Dad, I'm not
gonna be wearing a turtleneck
sweater to the dance.
I'm wearing my new suit.
I think you understand
the point I'm making, Wally.
That suit is in very bad taste.
If you wear it to the
dance, you're going to
be embarrassed in
front of all your friends.
Well, gee. No, I'm not, Dad.
Eddie and Tooey said they
were gonna get the same kind.
Yeah, then they can all go
like the Three Musketeers.
Beaver, Wally doesn't have to
do everything Eddie and Tooey do.
If they jumped off a roof, you
wouldn't expect him to, would you?
Well, how high a roof, Dad?
Yeah, Wally.
All right. I guess we just have
to learn by bitter experience.
You go right ahead and
wear that suit to the dance.
I'm not gonna forbid it
because we made an agreement.
I told you you could pick out any
suit and I wouldn't say anything.
But, gee, Dad. You've been sayin'
stuff about it ever since before supper.
Now, Wally... Well,
how are we doing?
Dad's trying to make me
take back the suit I bought.
Yeah, he says
it's got a bad taste.
Well, I'll tell you, there
was only one thing
that I noticed about
that suit—the sleeves.
Wally, don't you think those
sleeves are just a little bit too long?
Gee, everybody's pickin' on it, so I
don't know. Wally, I'm not picking on it.
It's just that, well, if
you're gonna wear
it, it seems to me, it
ought to be just right.
Well, I guess we could have
the sleeves shortened a little.
I called the store and
they're open tonight.
Would you drive us down, dear?
Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.
Mom, you're not tryin' to make
me take back the suit, are you?
Of course I'm not.
Now, where's the suit?
It's in the closet.
That's the guy over there, Mom.
Oh, good evening.
What may I do for you?
I'm Mrs. Cleaver. I called about
having my boy's suit altered a little.
Oh, of course, Mrs. Cleaver.
Um, Beaver and I will
be around if you need us.
Dad, come on. Come over
and look at the neat mirrors.
You can see your
back from the front.
Now, just exactly what
was it you wanted done?
Oh, we wanted the
sleeves shortened a bit.
Yeah, you can
just chop a hunk off.
Well, I could do that, but I'm
afraid that might spoil this suit.
Gee, how come?
Well, it might spoil
the drape. What's that?
Slip your jacket
off. I'll show you.
Well, look, Dad. There's
a million mes in there.
That's an optical illusion.
You see, this suit is cut to fit a
boy who is slighter than most.
"Slighter"? That's right.
That's why the sleeves
have this long tapered look.
And there's lots of
padding up there to make a
boy look big and strong
when, really, he isn't.
Well, gee, I just
thought a suit was a suit.
Let me show you something.
Now, you take a
suit like this one here.
This suit has a
lot less padding.
Most of the huskier fellows
seem to prefer this type of suit.
We sell a lot of these suits
to the boys at Mayfield High.
Well, gee, I go to
Mayfield. Really?
That's a nice
suit all right, but,
well, I'm afraid Wally has
his heart set on this one.
Um, well, if they can't
shorten the sleeves...
Um, well, let me try
that one on, okay?
Just as you say, son.
Me and Dad were
lookin' at a optic illusion.
Well, this boy's got quite a build.
I never noticed it in that other suit.
They couldn't shorten
the sleeves on the
other one, Dad. What
do you think of this one?
Oh, it's up to you, Wally.
Um, well, maybe I
could try it with the pants.
There's a dressing
room right in there.
Thanks. I'll come
with you, Wally.
You know, I think he may take
that suit. Thank you so much.
Oh, don't mention it. You know, I tried to
talk him out of that other suit last week.
And I want to thank you so much
for being so, uh—so diplomatic.
Oh, this has happened
before with other boys...
who have, uh, shall we
say, surprised their parents.
I'll just see if he needs
any help. Thank you.
I have to hand it to you.
I didn't know what you
were doing at first, but
you're certainly a master
of the indirect approach.
Of course I am, dear.
How do you think I got you?
Well, Wally, you really look
handsome. Doesn't he, Ward?
Oh, yes, in a
rugged sort of way.
Yeah, Dad, he even put some
of your smelly water on himself.
Aw.
Wally, why did you and the
other boys, at the last minute,
decide not to take
dates to the dance?
Well, Eddie said it's
better if we go by ourselves.
That way, you get to dance
with all the other guys' girls,
and you don't get stuck with 'em and
have to buy 'em stuff on the way home.
I think that's a very
practical approach.
I think it's horrible.
Oh, hello, fellas. Good evening,
Mr. Cleaver, Mrs. Cleaver.
Hello, Mrs.
Cleaver. Hello, boys.
Wally, what happened? Yeah.
Aren't you gonna wear your new suit?
Well, I took it back
and got this one instead.
Well, what for?
It was real sharp.
Well, I liked this
one better, that's why.
Gee, we figured you'd
knock everybody dead.
Well, what about you guys?
You said you were gettin'
the same kind of suit I had.
Well, I was, but my father
made me get this one.
- Well, what about you, Eddie?
- Oh, I would have gotten one just like it,
but it would have had to
come all the way from England.
Well, uh, you guys wait
outside. I'll be right out.
Good night, Mrs.
Cleaver. Bye, Mrs. Cleaver.
Good night.
- Yes, Wally?
- Oh, well, I just wanted to thank you.
You were right
about that other suit.
I would have looked
kinda like a creep in it.
- Uh-huh.
- But gee, Dad. How did you know I would?
Well, I think you're forgetting
about the turtleneck sweater.
Well, when you were
tellin' me about that,
well, I just thought
you were yellin' at me.
I didn't know you were
tryin' to tell me anything.
Come on, honey.
You better run along.
Have a good time,
Wally. Have fun.
Bye.
I'm comin', I'm comin'!
Bring me snacks from the dance!
You know, I think Wally's
hit on something there.
We yell at our kids trying to
make an impression on 'em,
and all we accomplish
is to get 'em so
confused, they don't
understand a word we say.
- Uh-huh.
- So long!
You know, I think I
liked the other suit better.
It had more pockets.
- Well?
- Well?