Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 3, Episode 15 - Larry Hides Out - full transcript

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Well, I'm glad
that's finally fixed.

Wonder how it got cracked.

I don't know. A broken window
is always a household mystery.

Hey, you got the window fixed.

That's the window
that was cracked.

You knew it was cracked?

Well, sure. Beaver
showed it to me last week.

But, Wally, if you and Beaver
knew the window was cracked,

why didn't you tell me?



Heck, Dad, why get blamed
for something you didn't do

before you have to?

Well, what makes you
so sure you'd be blamed?

Well, 'cause we're kids,

and that's what
we're for. Isn't it?

Wow, getting to be
quite the philosopher,

since you're in high school.

But I'm not always
accusing you unjustly, am I?

Heck, no, Dad.

No, there's a lot of worse
fathers around than you.

Well, um... I mean... Well,
you know what I mean.

Sure, sure, it's all right.
I took it as a compliment.

Hey, Mom, the
Beaver just called,

and he's eating over
at the Mondellos.



Oh, well, I hope he doesn't put
Mrs. Mondello to a lot of trouble.

No, it's no trouble.

Anytime you go over there,
somebody's always eating.

This is my sister's room.

Gee, Larry, a bed
with a tent on it.

Hey, yeah.

We shouldn't be in
here, should we, Larry?

It's all right.

My sister's out.

She went to the
museum with a girlfriend.

Oh, does she like museums?

No, but my mother says

she'll never get a man
moping around the house.

I've never been in
a girl's room before.

Not even your mother's?

My mother's not a girl.

Oh.

Hey, Larry, who's that?

That's Kookie from
the television show.

My sister's got a crush on him.

Oh, yeah?

He doesn't even
know she's alive.

Hey, Larry, what's this?

My sister's always
putting this junk on her hair

so it shouldn't be crummy.

What's this, Larry?

That's perfume, to
make her smell good.

And these are beauty creams

she's always
smearing on her face.

Boy, it sure is a lot
of trouble being a girl.

It is when you
look like my sister.

Hey, you want to read
something neat my sister's got?

Nah, let's get out of here.

Well, look. It's her diary.

What's a diary?

Well, it's a book where
girls write mushy stuff

they don't want anyone to see.

Come here.

We shouldn't be looking
at this, should we, Larry?

Wait till you hear this, Beaver.

There's a lot of
funny stuff in here.

This is what she
wrote yesterday.

I haven't seen this before.

"Things are impossible
here at home.

"My mother and father
do not understand me.

"My little brother is horrible

and eats like a pig."

Hey, Larry, that's pretty funny.

That's not the funny part.

Hey, here's some
good mushy stuff.

"That cute boy got on
my bus again this morning.

"He asked me for a date,

"and I told him he was fresh.

I hope I didn't discourage him."

Larry Mondello.

Hello, Mrs. Mondello.

How many times have I told you
to stay out of your sister's room

and leave your
sister's diary alone?

Gee, Mom, we weren't
hurting anything.

Well, you're going
to be punished, Larry,

and, Beaver, you just better
go on home right this minute.

Yes, Mrs. Mondello.

But gee, Mom, I
made him look at it,

and anyways you said he
could spend the day over here.

That's okay. I'll
see you, Larry.

Yeah.

I'll see you, Beaver.

Good bye, Mrs. Mondello.

Good-bye, Beaver.

Larry, why were you
looking at your sister's diary?

I told you not to look
at your sister's diary,

and then I catch you
looking at your sister's diary.

All right, Mom, so I
looked at my sister's diary,

but you shouldn't have hollered
at me in front of my friend.

He's the only friend I've got

who will come into
this crummy old house.

All right, Larry, you just
go right to your room,

and you're really
going to get it

when your father comes
home tomorrow from Cincinnati.

Okay.

Okay, but I just
might not be here

when he gets home
tomorrow from Cincinnati.

That's where I might not be.

Larry, you go to
your room this instant.

All right, Mom.

Don't hit me. Don't hit me.

Wally, when you finish there,

you wash your own dishes.

Your father and I
are going shopping.

Sure, Mom.

Then Eddie Haskell and I are
going over to the high school.

On Saturday?

Is there a game or something?

No, but Eddie wants to watch
the girls try out for cheerleader.

Oh, is there some particular
girl you two are interested in?

No, but Eddie says,

sometimes when the
girls get turned down,

they get hysterical and
start bawling and stuff.

Well, that's a silly way to
spend a Saturday afternoon.

Sure, Mom.

Hey, what are you doing home?

I thought you were
staying at the Mondellos'.

I was, but Larry's mother
sent him to his room

and told me I should go home.

What did you do, punch
him in the stomach again?

We were reading his sister's
diary, and his mother caught us.

Was there anything good in it?

Uh-uh. It just said
that Larry was a pig

and somebody talked
to his sister on a bus.

Hello, Mom. Hello, Dad.

Beaver. I thought you were
going to spend the day with Larry.

Well, I was, but I came home.

You didn't punch Larry in
the stomach again, did you?

Oh, no, sir.

Well, Beaver, what happened?
Was it something you did?

Oh, no, sir.

It was something he did.

Well, we're going to go
shopping for a couple of hours,

so you behave yourself.

Oh, sure, Mom.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

Hello?

This is Larry.

Oh, hi, Larry.

What are you doing?

Nothing. Just
shooting with myself.

I'm going away.

Huh?

I'm going away.

- What?
- I'm running away.

You're running away?

Yeah, I'm going to Mexico.

Boy, to Mexico?

Yeah, to Mexico.

Boy, oh, Boy, Larry,

you're just about the
bravest kid that ever lived.

Yeah?

No fooling? Wow.

Oh, here, dear. You take them.

I'll get it.

Well, no, dear.
Here, you take them.

- I'll get it.
- Well, I'll get it.

- Honey, I'll get it.
- Dear, I'll get it.

Hello.

Oh, hello, Mrs. Mondello.

Oh, Mr. Cleaver, I'm
sorry to bother you,

but my Larry has disappeared.

Disappeared?

Yes, I sent him to his
room to punish him,

and I told him to
stay in his room

till I told him to come out,

and when I went to his
room to tell him to come out,

he was gone.

Maybe he's around
the house somewhere.

Oh, no. Larry's gone, and
his suitcase is gone, too.

His sister's out with
the car looking for him,

and his father's in Cincinnati.

Well, would you like me
to go out and look for him?

Oh, thank you, Mr. Cleaver, no.

I'm sure Larry hasn't
gone far, Mrs. Mondello.

Sometimes, Mr. Cleaver,

I just think everything
would be solved

if my daughter
just got a husband.

Then we'd always have
a man around the house

to give it to Larry when
his father's out of town.

Yes, that would be a comfort.

Well, we'll call you
if we hear anything.

Thank you, Mr. Cleaver.

Bye.

Don't tell me Larry's run away.

Yep. He even took
his suitcase with him,

probably for dramatic effect.

Beaver!

Beaver.

I better see if he
knows anything.

Mrs. Mondello must
be terribly upset.

Yep, her husband's away again.

Yes, Dad?

Beaver, have you seen Larry?

Sure, Mom. I was at
his house this morning.

No. No, Beaver,
your mother means,

have you seen him
around anyplace?

Anyplace?

Yeah, like at the drugstore

or over in Metzger's Field

or in the vacant lot.

No, sir, I haven't seen
him in any of those places.

Well, he's sort of run away,

so if he should show up here

or if you see him hanging
around outside anywhere,

you be sure and let
us know right away.

Oh, sure, Dad. If I see
him outside, I'll let you know.

Well, I better start dinner.

- Mom?
- What is it, Beaver?

Could I eat in my room?

What's the matter?

Don't you feel well?

Well, I guess I feel all right.

I just want to pretend
I'm living in a hotel

and I got my dinner
from room service.

Could I, please?

Well, all right, Beaver.

You come on out in the
kitchen, give me a hand.

Okay, Mom.

Oh, Wally, come
here a minute, will you?

Where have you been all day?

Oh, Eddie and I were over watching
the girls try out for cheerleader.

Well, that's an interesting
afternoon's occupation.

Yeah, Mom thought it was goofy.

Hey, have you seen Larry
Mondello around anywhere?

He seems to have
run away from home.

He'll be back.

Once, a couple years
ago, when I was a kid,

I ran away.

You did?

Wally, I never knew that.

Yeah, I sat in a railroad
station for four hours.

Then I got hungry and it
got dark, so I came home.

You didn't even
know I had been gone,

so I thought it would sound
goofy to tell you I ran away.

Beaver, you go in the
dining room and get me a tray.

Okay, Mom.

I'm just going to get a tray.

Can I help?

Yes, you can make the coffee.

Okay.

Say, I was just
talking to Wally.

Did you know he ran away
from home a couple of years ago

and sat in a railroad
station for almost four hours?

Yes, he told me all
about it the next day.

Oh.

Hi, Wally.

Hey, Larry, what are
you doing in our bathtub?

I'm running away from home.

Boy, what a goofy thing.

Does Beaver know you're here?

Yeah, sure.

He's downstairs getting
me something to eat.

Wally, you're not going
to squeal on me, are you?

Well, I'm not a squealer,

but I've got to
think about this.

This looks like the kind of mess

that if you're not a squealer,
you get in big trouble.

Wally.

Yeah?

If you do squeal,

don't squeal till I
get something to eat.

Dear, after supper,

I think you ought to
call up Mrs. Mondello

and see if Larry's home yet.

No, I don't think he's home yet.

How do you know
so much about it?

Well, nothing, but, um...

Well, it's just that

if I ran away, I
wouldn't be home yet.

Wally, if you've finished,

you can take Beaver's
dessert up to him.

Sure, Mom.

You want to eat some
for a while, Beaver?

Nah, I already ate
some. You keep eating.

I don't like this meatloaf much,

and I don't like the way

your mom cooks carrots, either.

You don't, Larry?

No, this is kind of a crummy
house to run away to.

Then why didn't you run away
to somebody else's house?

'Cause you're my best friend,

and I'm giving you dibs on me.

Well, why didn't you
run away to Mexico

like you said you were gonna?

'Cause your house was closer.

Well, you know something, Larry?

You can't live in
our bathtub forever.

How come?

'Cause sooner or later

somebody's gonna
have to take a bath.

Hey, Wally, did
you squeal on us?

Look, if I squealed on you,

I wouldn't be
bringing you dessert.

Now, pipe down.

Larry's going to sleep
here in the bathtub tonight.

Yeah?

Well, you don't even
have your pajamas.

Yes, I do.

They're in my suitcase.

Where's your suitcase?

Outside in the bushes.

Gee, Larry, you
can't go outside.

How are we going
to get that up here?

You and Wally can
smuggle it up to me on a rope.

I guess we could try,
couldn't we, Wally?

Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.

Now, look, Beaver.

I'm going to let the
rope out the window.

You go down and
tie the suitcase on it.

Okay, Wally.

Gee, Wally, how
come you're helping us?

Uh, I don't know.

I guess 'cause
Larry looks so sad

sitting on the bathtub.

You know, Wally,

sometimes you're
a real neat brother.

You know, dear, I
don't know anyone

who can cook carrots
the way you do.

Well, thank you, dear.

Oh, thanks.

Well, Beaver.

That certainly is a clean plate.

Yeah, Mom, it certainly is.

Where you going?

Uh, outside to look
for night crawlers.

Oh, you sure your friend Larry's
not outside crawling around?

- Oh, no, Dad.
- All right, go ahead.

Ward.

You think the Beaver's
upset about Larry?

I don't know,

but if he is, I don't know a
better way to hide his grief

than by digging for worms.

Oh, I'll get it.

Hello, Mrs. Mondello. Come in.

Good evening,
Mr. Cleaver. Thank you.

Larry hasn't come home yet.

Oh, well, I'm sorry.

- Let's sit in here.
- Thank you.

Wally.

I was so upset, I had my
daughter drag me over here.

She's out in the car now.

She'd come in, but she
has her hair up in curlers.

Oh, I see.

Then you haven't
heard from Larry yet.

No, but I've been thinking
this over, Mr. Cleaver,

and, well, he and Beaver
are such good friends

that I think this
is the first place

he'd come to.

Well, that's possible,

but so far he hasn't shown up.

Mrs. Mondello, I told Beaver,

if he saw Larry around anywhere,

to be sure and let
me know immediately,

and we'll certainly
keep our eyes open.

Thank you, Mr. Cleaver.
Thank you so much.

Mr. Cleaver, that's
Larry's suitcase.

It's going up in the air.

Yes, it certainly
is, Mrs. Mondello.

Excuse me a minute.

June!

- June?
- Yes, dear?

What's the matter?

Mrs. Mondello's in here.

- I think we found Larry.
- Where?

I'll let you know in a minute.

Uh, hi, Dad.

Where is he?

Huh?

Never mind.

Hey, Wally, did you get the...

Hi, Dad.

Hello, Beaver.

Where is he?

Where's who, Dad?

Fellows, come in here a minute.

You know, fellas,

I've been thinking about you.

You've had a long,
hard day today.

You know what would
make you feel just great?

A nice, hot shower.

Uh... A shower, Dad?

Yeah, I tell you what.

You fellas go
ahead and get ready,

and I'll turn the water on,
get it good and steaming hot.

Oh, no, Dad, you'll burn Larry!

All right, Larry, you
can come on out now.

Um, hello, Mr. Cleaver.

Hello, Larry.

Well, Wally and Beaver didn't tell
me they had a guest this evening.

No. No, I guess not.

There's someone downstairs
who's very anxious to see you.

Is my father home
from Cincinnati?

No, but your mother's here.

Think you better come
on downstairs right now.

Wally, you get the suitcase.

Do you want us to come
downstairs, too, Dad?

No, I want you
to stay right here,

and while you're up here,

I want you both to think of all the
deceitful things you've done today

behind my back and
behind your mother's back.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

- Mr. Cleaver?
- Yes?

Is my sister here, too?

She's waiting in the car.

That's good

'cause I don't want
you to see me get it.

Boy, and he is
going to get it, too.

Yeah.

And after he gets it,

we're going to get it.

And another thing, Larry,

you're not going to the movies

or watch television
for a whole month.

Yes, Mom.

I just can't understand

how you could be
such a bad, bad boy

and how you could
do a thing like this

to your poor mother
who loves you.

I don't see what possible
reason you could've had

for running away.

If I told you, you
wouldn't even listen.

Why, of course your
mother would, Larry.

I don't mind you telling
me I'm a bad, dumb kid

when I'm just by myself,

but you told me I
was a bad, dumb kid

in front of Beaver,

and now you're telling
me I'm a bad, dumb kid

in front of the whole world.

Mr. Cleaver, have you
ever heard anything like that

in your whole life?

Well, I don't know
if I've ever heard it,

but I imagine a lot of
children have thought it.

You see, Mom?

He's on my side.

Oh, now, just a minute, Larry.

I can understand how children
don't want to be yelled at,

but I'm not on any boy's side

when it comes to running away.

You should realize the worry
you've caused your mother

and how she felt when she
didn't know where you were.

You just better hope
that when you grow up,

no one ever does a
thing like this to you.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Well, Larry, we better go now.

Your sister has to
comb out her hair.

Gee, Mr. Cleaver,

you really understand kids.

You're a real neat father.

Uh, yes.

Larry, sometimes
it's a lot easier

to be a real neat father
to someone else's kids

than it is to your own.

Thank you so much, Mr. Cleaver

and thank you, Mrs. Cleaver.

I'm glad everything's
going to be all right.

Boy, Wally, they sure have
been talking for a long time.

Yeah, there's three of
them and only one of him.

Yeah.

Hey, that was the front door.

There goes Larry and his mom.

Is he crying?

Not enough so you
could hear him up here.

Hey, they're getting in the car.

I can see his sister.

Is she laughing at him?

No, but she's kind of smiling.

I guess I better go up
and talk to our two now.

I suppose so,

but dear, try to be a
real neat father, will you,

even though they are our kids.

I'll keep that in mind.

Boy, Wally,

we must've pulled a
million weeds already.

Yeah, and Dad's gonna make
us pull a million more tomorrow.

How come he's
being so mean to us?

He's not being mean to us.

He's just punishing us.

But we had to hide Larry

and make believe he wasn't there

on account of
he's my best friend.

Yeah.

Yeah, but, you know,
I've been thinking.

We could've just gone to Dad

and told him that Larry
was in trouble and ran away.

You know how Dad is.

He probably would've
tried to work it out.

Sure would've been a lot
easier than the way we did it.

It sure would.

How come we always
think of the easy way

after we already got in trouble?

Well, the thing is,
when you're in it,

you don't know it's trouble,

but it just turns
out to be trouble

after you get caught.

Hey, that's pretty good, Wally.

Did you learn that
in high school?

Nah, I just thought of it.

You do a lot of thinking,
don't you, Wally?

Well, lots of times
when I'm doing nothing,

I'm thinking.

I guess that's on account
of you're getting older

'cause when I'm doing nothing,

I'm really doing nothing.

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