Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 2, Episode 5 - The Lost Watch - full transcript

[Announcer] Leave It To Beaver.

Starring Barbara Billingsley,

Hugh Beaumont,

Tony Dow...

and Jerry Mathers...

as the Beaver.

Wally?

Wally?

Wally! Do you want
something, dear?

Yeah, I want Wally.
Well, I gathered that. Why?

I want him to get that fishing rod
and creel out of the living room.



I told him to put them away
the first thing this morning.

Wally! Dear, he's gone
off to play baseball.

Well, I want to see him the minute he
gets back. He's got to put this stuff away.

Dear, wouldn't it be easier for you to
just take it out in the garage yourself?

Well, of course it would.
But I'm not gonna do it.

He's gonna put them away
himself. He's got to learn discipline.

Well, couldn't he learn discipline
on something less smelly?

I think there's a fish in there.

Oh. Well, I'll— I'll put
them away this time.

Where's Beaver?
Why? What did he do?

Nothing. I just wanted
to know where he was.

Oh, well, he and Larry Mondello went
over to the field with Chester and Wally.

You mean he and Larry are gonna
play baseball with those big guys?

No, but Beaver says they figure,
if they hang around long enough,



one of these days suddenly
they're gonna be big enough to play.

[Chuckles] Dear... Oh, yeah.

Let's see. I'll take, uh—
I'll take Artie Schmidt.

I'll take, uh, Warhorse.

Let's see. I'll take, uh...

What's the matter,
Wally? Can't you see me?

Yeah, Lumpy, but I
can't see anybody else.

[Laughing] Look,
don't call me Lumpy.

Okay. Clarence. [Laughing]

[Mouthing Words]

Hey, why don't you play with guys
your own size? 'Cause I don't wanna.

You mean you're such a
crummy player, they won't let you.

You want a punch in the nose?

No, thank you,
Clarence. [Boys Laugh]

Look, Cleaver, are you
gonna pick me, or aren't you?

Well, okay, but you're
gonna play in the outfield.

That's the best place for
him. I'll take Tooey. [Muttering]

Okay, I'll take, uh—
Okay, come on, Frankie.

Hey, fellas, what side
do you want us on?

The other side of
town. [Laughing]

Okay, Wally, odd.

Come on, gang. We're up first.

Hey, will you kids
get off the field?

Uh, hey, Beave?

Yeah, Wally? You want I
should be on your team?

No.

But would you do me a
favor? You could hold my wallet.

Gee, thanks, Wally.

Here. You can hold my watch. And
here's my jacket. Here's my jacket.

Here's my sweater, Beave.
[Boy] Hey, Wally, come on!

[Boys Shouting]
[Boy #2] Ball three.

Come on. Let's pitch
something I can hit.

You sure you don't want me to hold
some of that junk for you, Beaver?

Uh-uh. When you're minding stuff, you're
not allowed to let other guys mind it.

Ball four.

[Groaning]

- Okay, Lump. Okay, Lumpy, boy.
- Let's go, big Lump.

[Boys Cheering]
You can hit it, Lump.

Strike one. Hey,
wait till I'm ready!

You know, this is as close to
playing a game as I ever got.

Come on, big Lump.
Come on. Watch the ball.

Strike two. What do
you mean, a strike?

Come on, Lump! Come on!

Let's see you hit one,
Lump. Swing it! Aw!

Strike three. You're out!
Hey, that was an illegal pitch.

Hey, Wally, it's
getting kind of late.

Think we got time
for another inning?

I don't know. Hey,
Beave, what time is it?

It's... 10 past 5:00,

20 past 5:00, 3:30.

And this one stopped.

I don't know what time it is,
but it feels like supper time to me.

Yeah, let's quit, fellas. My father
doesn't like me getting overheated.

How can you get
overheated striking out?

You looking for trouble, Chester?
Yeah, I think we'd better knock it off.

Hey, Beave.

That's all, gang. Let me
have my wallet, will you?

And my jacket. Okay.

Thanks. Hey, I'll see you
at home. [Boys Chattering]

[Beaver] Okay. Hey, you want
to eat at my house, Chester?

I don't know. You want
to eat at my house?

I don't know. What are
you having? I don't know.

We'll call my house and
find out what we're having.

- And then we'll decide.
- Oh, okay.

Well? Give me my watch.

What watch, Lumpy?

The wristwatch I
gave you to mind.

I don't remember
you giving me a watch.

Maybe you gave
it to Larry to mind.

Nobody ever lets
me mind nothing.

Look, squirt, I gave it to you.

I don't think so, Lumpy.

I know so. Could have fallen
out of your pocket, couldn't it?

Well, I guess one could
have fell out of my pocket.

If I lost it, it ought to be here.
We were here all the time.

Except when we went
across the street...

and asked the man in the
soda store for a drink of water.

Yeah. You could have
dropped it when he chased us.

Look, stop stalling, kid.

That was a valuable watch. It
had jewels in it and everything.

- Now hand it over.
- Well, I don't got it, Lumpy.

Look, shrimp—
[Vehicle Horn Honks]

Clarence, boy! Supper!

I got to go now.

But you better find that watch.

I'll be right there, Daddy.

Well, how'd you do?

Were you watching the game,
Daddy? No. I just got here.

Oh, I belted out a couple of
homers. That's the old slugger.

You know something, Beaver?

It's too bad, if you
were gonna lose

something, it didn't
belong to a littler guy.

Dad, can I have $15?

I'll pay you back
when I get rich.

Well, I'm real sorry, Dad.

What are you doing,
Beaver? Talking to yourself?

No. I'm talking to Dad.

But he's not in here. I know.

That's why I'm
saying what I'm saying.

If you've got anything to say to
Dad, you better not say it tonight.

How come, Wally? He's
kind of in a bad mood.

He just bawled me out
for leaving my fishing stuff...

down in the living
room this morning.

He's not mad at me, is he?

Oh, you know how it is. He
was talking about responsibility.

Just 'cause we're
kids, we should learn...

how to take care of our stuff
and not lose it—junk like that.

Hmm. I don't think I'd
better talk to Dad tonight.

Hey, are you in some
kind of trouble, Beave?

How could a guy get in trouble just
watching other guys play baseball?

Yeah. Hey, we really
skunked those guys, didn't we?

Yeah. Sure, Wally.

Hey, Wally, if there was a fight,
could you beat up Lumpy Rutherford?

Well, gee, he's a
junior in high school.

He's a big guy.

I know, but could you?

Well, the only way to find
out would be to fight him.

I'd sure hate to start to beat
him up and then find out I couldn't.

Yeah. That would be
a mess, wouldn't it?

Hey, Beave, how come you're
asking me all this stuff anyway?

Mmm, I was just
thinking about stuff.

[Ward] Beaver, telephone.

He doesn't sound mad, does he?

Well, he never does
till he jumps on you.

Who is it? Someone
with a deep voice.

Who is it, Mom? I
don't know, dear.

- Hello?
- Well?

Did you find my watch?

Well, didn't you
even look for it?

Uh-huh. All over.

Look, kid, I want that watch.

- If my father ever finds out,
you'll be in big trouble.
- Uh-huh.

Maybe you stole it. You
want me to go to the police?

Uh-uh.

Listen. I'll give you 48 hours to
give me back my watch, or else.

Forty-eight hours.

Okay. Good-bye.

Uh, I think I'll
take a bath now.

Beaver? Who were you talking to?

Oh. Just a friend.

You didn't seem to have
much to say to your friend.

Well, I don't think I
like him very much.

You know, June, I'm
inclined to agree with you.

I think Beaver is in
some kind of trouble.

Do you mean because
of the phone call?

No, because he
volunteered to take a bath.

Well, who was that on
the phone? Just a kid.

Well, what did he say?

Mmm, nothing.

First he said "Hello," and
then I said "Good-bye."

In between time,
we talked about stuff.

Oh. Yeah.

Hey, Wally, how long
is 48 hours... in days?

Two days.

Gee. From the way it sounded,

I thought at least it
must be a whole week.

Well, after your relaxing
weekend, I suppose

you two are anxious
to get back to school.

Ha! Hey, Dad,
that's pretty funny.

Well, Wally, I should think
now that you're in high school,

there'd be lots of new
and interesting subjects.

Well, biology isn't bad.

We're gonna dissect
a frog in class today.

Y-You enjoy that?

Well, not especially. But I
like to watch the girls' faces.

Well, Beaver, what
are you thinking about?

Uh, I was just thinking,

it's almost 48 hours
since Saturday.

- Did you learn that in school?
- Uh-uh. I learned it from Wally.

Beaver, are you in
any kind of trouble?

No. Why do you think
I'm in trouble, Mom?

Well, you look
as though you are.

Maybe I just look it from
the last trouble I was in.

Well, if you'll all excuse me,
I'd better be getting to the office.

Can I get your briefcase
for you, Dad? Oh, I'll get it.

But I'd like to get your
briefcase for you, Dad.

Well, all right.

Wally, what's wrong
with your brother?

I don't know.

But he was talking
in his sleep last night.

What did he say?

He didn't say anything.
He was just talking.

Oh. Thanks, Beaver. Okay. Dad?

Uh-huh. Can I ask
you a question?

Yeah, if it doesn't
take too long.

Well, supposin' you gave a
bank some money to hold for you...

Mm-hmm.

Then supposin' you
wanted it back. Well?

But they wouldn't
give it to you.

Well, why wouldn't they?

Well, uh, supposin'
they lost it.

Oh, they couldn't
get away with that.

If I trust them with my money,
they're responsible for it.

But supposin' they
didn't mean to lose it.

Well, they'd still
be responsible.

I'd, uh—I'd report
them to the police.

Oh.

Beaver, why are you
asking all these questions?

Well, uh,

I was thinking about being
a banker when I growed up.

Only now I think I'd
rather be a policeman.

[Chuckles]

Bye-bye.

So long, Dad. Bye,
Wally. Bye, dear!

Come on, Beaver. Hurry
up. You're gonna be late.

Wally, would you walk
me to school today?

[Scoffs] Why would I do
that? It's way out of my way.

Well, I thought you
might like to walk me.

Well, look, you're always walking to
school by yourself. You're not a baby.

I guess not. But I kind
of feel like one today.

You know, Beaver, you're goofy.

Hi, Beaver. Hello, Lumpy.

- Clarence.
- Look, kid, where's the watch?

- Uh, I don't think I got it.
- Then you got the money to pay for it?

I don't think I got that either.

What do you want me to do? Go to your
father and tell him you stole my watch?

Oh, please don't do that.

That watch cost $15.
Want me to go to the police?

- Oh, please don't do that either.
- Now don't start crying on me.

If I don't get that watch, I'll
be in big trouble with my father.

Haven't you got any money?

Not $15. I don't
know nobody has $15.

Then... why don't
you sell something?

Okay, I'll sell something.

What can I sell?

I don't know. Find something
around your house to sell.

But when could I sell
it? I got to go to school.

Sell it after school.

I'll be over tonight to get the
money. See how simple it is?

Yeah. Sure is simple, all right.

I'm home, dear. You're early.

Well, I finished. I didn't have any
place else to go, so I came home.

What are you doing?

Oh, I was just
straightening up the desk.

Did you do anything with
that savings bond of Beaver's,

the one Aunt Martha
gave him for his birthday?

No. I thought I saw it right
here a couple days ago.

Well, it's not there now. Wally's
is, but I just can't find the Beaver's.

Ah, it'll turn up.
Where are the boys?

Well, Wally isn't home yet.

Beaver came in about a half an
hour ago, but he went right out again.

What's this? [Chuckles]

That's your baby hairbrush. Ah.

Mother sent me that
when we were first married.

[Chuckles] Yeah.

Hey, you're not gonna
throw this away, are you?

Oh, no. I thought I could use it
to clean the burners on the stove.

You wouldn't dare. [Chuckles]

I know that bond
is here someplace.

The man over there said this is
where I could "deem" this in for money.

You want to redeem this bond?

Yes, sir.

And, uh, are you
Theodore Cleaver?

That's not my real name. That's
just the name I was born with.

Oh. Uh, but this is your bond?

Yes, sir. My Aunt Martha
"given" it to me for my birthday.

Well, uh, did your Aunt Martha
say, "Redeem this bond"?

Or did she say, "Theodore, hold
on to this bond until it matures"?

She just said "Happy birthday."

Well, uh, if you hold on to this
for 10 years, it'll be worth $25.

Well, I don't need
$25 in 10 years.

I need $15 now.

Well, I'm sorry, but, uh, this is made out
to "Ward Cleaver for Theodore Cleaver."

That's my dad.

Well, we'll need his
signature on the back.

You want I should write
it down? Oh. [Chuckles]

No. I'm afraid he'll
have to sign it personally.

But if he did that, he'd
know I was "deeming" it.

Yes, he would. That's
why it's made out this way.

And all this time I
thought it was my bond.

Well, it is. But, uh,
you can't cash it.

I guess it's like my
brother's gasoline airplane.

It's his, but he can't fly it.

Son, why are you so
anxious to cash this?

If I don't, I'm gonna
have to go to jail.

Well, thank you. Good-bye.

Would you get me
a Mr. Ward Cleaver?

Well, he's really
outdone himself this time.

Imagine his sneaking the bond
out of the desk and trying to cash it.

Well, he must have had a reason.
He'd been upset the whole weekend.

June, there is no reason that would justify
his taking that bond out of this desk.

[Door Closes] Who's that?

[Wally] Me. Well, "me" who?

Well, me—Wally.

Wally, have you
seen your brother?

Uh-uh. We had
football practice. Why?

Because I want to
talk to him. That's why.

Gee. I told him not to throw
his underwear under the bed.

It wasn't anything like that.

He deliberately sneaked
his bond out of the desk,

took it down to the
bank and tried to cash it.

Gee. I didn't know he had enough
nerve to do anything like that.

Um—Well, did he
get the money? Huh?

No, he didn't. And when he
gets back, he— [Door Closes]

Is that you, Beaver?
[Beaver] Yes, Mom.

Beaver, come in here. You
go on upstairs, Wally. Yes, sir.

Hi, Wally.

Uh—Oh, uh, I'll see
you later, Beave.

[Door Closes]

Y-You want to see me, Dad?

Beaver, the teller at the
bank called your father.

Oh. I guess he told
you he saw me, huh?

Yes, he did.

Beaver, your mother
and I want to know...

why you took this down to
the bank and tried to cash it.

Well, 'cause I needed
some money—$15.

Fifteen dollars?

Beaver, now why
would you need $15?

On account of Saturday.

Oh, go ahead. And
we want the truth.

On account of Saturday the
big kids were playing baseball.

And they came over, and
they “give" me stuff to mind.

- Gave you stuff to mind.
- Gave me stuff to mind.

And then when the game was
over, I gave back all the stuff,

except for one boy who I didn't
have a watch to give back to.

You lost someone's watch?

That's what he said.

And he said if I didn't give him
$15 or give him back the watch,

he was going to tell
the police I was a crook.

Oh, Beaver.

Why didn't you come to your
father when this first happened?

I did. And he said if he
gave somebody something,

and they lost it, he'd
put them in jail too.

Well, Beaver, I didn't understand
that you were in trouble at the time. I...

- Whose watch was it?
- Lumpy Rutherford.

He waited outside and scared me
and called me up and everything.

I didn't mean to lose his
watch, Dad. Really, I didn't!

Oh, Beaver. Oh,
Ward, this is awful.

Why, that Rutherford boy, he
practically terrorized the Beaver.

Beaver, I still don't understand
why you didn't come to me.

I don't know. You want
to punish me now, Dad?

Well, no. I think we'd better find
out a little more about this first.

Now, Beaver, you're sure
you've told us the truth?

Yes, sir.

Can I go up in my room now?

I'm all tired out
from telling the truth.

Yeah, all right. Go ahead.

You come on, Beave. You
get ready for supper, hmm?

Okay, Mom.

Ward, he was frightened into
taking that bond. What are you doing?

Calling Fred Rutherford.
Well, that's a good idea.

[Door Closes] Why, that Lumpy—
He's twice the size of the Beaver.

Three times. Uh, hello, Fred?

Fred, I want to talk to you
about your boy, Clarence.

Oh, yes. The old slugger's
upstairs now doing his homework.

As good with the books
as he is with the bat.

Yes, I'm sure he is.

Uh, but, Fred, I understand
your boy lost a watch.

[Mutters] Mad every time I—
Well—Oh, you knew about it?

Oh, yes. Yes, he lost
it a couple weeks ago.

His mother found it in
the lining of his jacket,

but we didn't mention
anything about it.

We're waiting for him to come
and tell us he lost his watch.

Subtle psychology. I like to
teach him little lessons like that.

Yes, well, I'm afraid it
didn't work this time, Fred.

Well, he's trying to blackmail the
Beaver into getting him another watch.

He what?

He— He did?

Well, Ward, I am— I'm
terribly sorry. I had no idea.

I'll have Clarence come over
and apologize to you and your lad.

No, no. I insist on it.

Thank you, Ward.

Clarence? Clarence,
would you come down here?

I'm busy, Daddy—
Doing my homework.

Clar— Lumpy, you come
down here this minute!

Yes, Daddy.

Ward, that was a terrible thing for
that Rutherford boy to do to the Beaver.

Why didn't he just go to his
father and say he lost his watch?

He was probably afraid
Fred would jump all over him.

Maybe that's why the
Beaver didn't come to you.

Hmm?

Maybe he was afraid that
you'd jump all over him.

Now, June, I'm not
in the habit of ju—j...

Yeah, I guess you're right.

I guess we spend so much
time lecturing our kids...

and finding fault with them
that when they make a mistake,

even if they didn't mean to,
they're afraid to come to us.

Ward, you know, it's really
awfully hard being a good parent.

Yeah.

Parents being what they are, it's,
uh—It's awfully hard being a good kid too.

Well...

Gee, I'm awful sorry for causing
you all this trouble, Mr. Cleaver.

I'm really sorry. I know you are,
Clarence. We'll say no more about it.

Thank you. So long,
Wally. So long, Beaver.

So long. So long.

Well, gee, Dad, I thought you
were gonna at least slug him once.

I guess you're not allowed to
hit other people's kids, huh, Dad?

Oh, it's not that, Beaver.

You know, it's kind
of hard being a Lumpy.

Sometimes when a person's made
a mistake or done something wrong,

that's the time when they
need understanding the most.

You fellas remember that, huh?

Okay, Dad.

Hey, Wally. Do you think
this would be a good time...

to tell Dad you're the one that
knocked the teeth out of his new saw?

Yeah, Beave. I don't think
there'll ever be a better time.

Hey, Dad.