Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 4, Episode 11 - Chuckie's New Shoes - full transcript

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Boys, your father
and I are going out.

Would you mind
picking your dishes up

when you're through there?

Sure, Mom.

Hey, how come you
guys are all dressed up

on a Saturday morning?

Did somebody die or something?

No. Mrs. Thompson
had a new baby.

We're going over to the hospital



to see her and her little boy.

Are you gonna
look at the new baby

through the hunk of
glass they got down there?

We hope to.

How come you always
got to look at babies

through a hunk of glass?

Well, it's just a
precaution against germs.

Well, sure, Beav.

How would you like
to be a couple days old

and have a bunch of grown
ups slobbering you up?

Look, boys, we probably
won't be home until after lunch.

Now don't you
get in any trouble.

Gee, Mom. I'm in fifth grade,
and Wally's in high school.

What kind of trouble
could we get into?



Well, if you boys
can't think of anything,

I don't think you're
very imaginative.

That's pretty funny, huh, Wally?

I don't think he meant it
to be at all funny, Beav.

It's kind of a hint that
we shouldn't goof around.

Huh, Dad? That's right, Wally.

Well, we'll see
you fellas later.

Be good, boys.

Bye, Mom. Bye, Mom.

Bye, Dad. [mother] Bye.

Hey, Wally, do you remember
me when I used to be a baby?

Well, kind of.

I remember when
Mom used to feed you.

She used to push the food in

and you used to
push it back out again.

Man, what a mess.

Yeah, but she must have
pushed more in than I pushed out

'cause I'm still around.

Hey, Wally, what are
we gonna do now?

We're gonna go upstairs
and make our beds.

Why would we do that?

On account of when
Mom and Dad aren't here,

I'm the boss.

Boy, I'm the only
one in this family

that doesn't have
somebody to shove around.

Oh, come on.

Hey, let's have
a pillow fight first.

No.

Oh, come on.

Look, I said no, and I mean no.

Now, come on. [doorbell rings]

Hello, boys.

I'm Mrs. Murdoch
from across the street.

Chuckie's mother.

Is there something
wrong, Mrs. Murdoch?

Well, if Chuckie's lost
again, he's not over here.

No. I was wondering if
your mother was at home.

No. She won't be
back till after lunch.

She went to look
at a fresh born baby.

Oh, dear. I have
to drive my husband

to the airport in 10 minutes,
and Chuckie needs new shoes,

or he won't be able to
go to school on Monday.

So I thought maybe
she could take him

if she was going downtown.

Well, yeah, she'd take
him if she was here.

Outside Chuckie digging
all those holes in our lawn,

she doesn't mind him at all.

Oh, Wally, you could do it.

Do what?

Well, take Chuckie down
and get him his shoes.

I have his size
written right down here,

and the type of shoe to
get, and you can charge it,

and sign my name, and oh,
here's a dollar to get yourself a soda.

And I'll send him
over in five minutes.

Oh, you have no idea
what a help this is, Wally.

You're a dear, sweet boy.

Well, gee, Beaver,
what happened?

I don't know.

All I know is Chuckie'll
be over here in five minutes

and you're a dear, sweet boy.

Cut it out.

[doorbell rings]

Hey, that's Chuckie already.

[whistle] Sounds
like Eddie Haskell.

He even whistles
like a wise guy.

Yeah.

Hey, Wally, don't
just stand there, lover.

Let's go.

Let's go where?

What do you mean, where?

The new ice skating
rink opens today.

You said you'd go with me.

Oh, I know, Eddie.

But I sort of got an errand
to do for this neighbor lady.

Yeah. He's got to
take her little boy down,

and get him some shoes.

Oh, come on, Wally.
What's with this kid bit?

What do you think you
are, Captain Kangaroo?

[Wally] Gee, Eddie, I promised.

You can't let me down.

I promised Mary Ellen
Rogers and all the dolls

I was bringing you.

If I show up alone, they
won't even talk to me.

Gee, I'm stuck, Eddie.

I can do it.

Do what?

Take Chuckie and
buy him his new shoes.

Nah. I don't know if you
could do it or not, Beav.

Well, sure he could.

He may be a creep, but even
a creep could buy a kid shoes.

Yeah, that's right, Wally.

You sure you're grown
up enough, Beav?

Well, sure I am. I'm
a monitor at school.

I know how to push
little kids around.

Well, all right.

Okay. Here's the kind of shoes
you're supposed to buy him

and here's a dollar
to buy yourself a soda.

Well, I think I'll go upstairs

and put my downtown
pants on first.

Come on. Let's go, Eddie.

My skates are out in the garage.

Hey, how come you
gave him the dollar?

Well, on account of Mrs.
Murdoch gave it to me

for helping her out.

I don't dig you, Wally.

He's just your kid brother.

Why be nice to someone
you don't have to?

I like you, Beaver.

Okay, Chuckie,

but just don't say that if
we meet any of the kids.

I don't want to
look like a creep.

All right, Beaver.

Beaver, buy me ice cream bar.

Huh-uh, Chuckie.

I'm not supposed to buy
you anything but shoes.

But I want an ice cream bar.

Uh-huh. Come on, Chuckie.

If you don't buy me
an ice cream bar,

I'm gonna scream.

Go ahead and scream.

Ah!

One ice cream bar, mister.

Ouch.

Thank you, dear.

Margie looks
wonderful. Doesn't she?

Yes, she does.

She says she can't wait to
get home from the hospital.

Hey, boys!

We're home. Wally!

Beaver!

They must've gone out somewhere.

Hey, you know, Margaret's
baby is kind of cute, isn't he?

Yes, but honey, but why in
the world did you tell Margaret

he looked like
her Uncle Charlie?

Well, isn't Uncle Charlie
the handsome one?

No. He's the one they
hardly ever talk about.

Say, were those our flowers

in that little porcelain booty?

Uh-huh.

Gee. You'd think the florist

would have had
a little more taste

than to send something as corny
as that in our name, wouldn't you?

What's the matter?

I went down there yesterday
and picked those out.

Between you and Uncle Charlie,

I guess this is just
not my day, huh?

There you are, young fella.

Now just stand up here
and let's see how they feel.

How does that feel?

It feels fine.

[salesman] Hmm.

Do they feel all right
in the back here?

It feels fine.

Well, let's just walk up
and down here a little bit.

Do they hurt anywhere?

It feels fine.

Oh, shall I wrap them up?

Yes, sir.

I don't like 'em.

But you said it felt fine.

How come you don't like them?

Well, I want the
shoes with the toes out.

But your mom said
to get you this kind.

But when I walk, I want to
see what my toes are doing.

You can't see what
your toes are doing.

You got to get these.

If I don't get those...
I am gonna scream.

Well, why don't
we let him scream?

I tried that once, mister.
You wouldn't like it.

Well, what are we gonna do?

Chuckie, well, if I let you
get the shoes with no toes,

will you take the
shoes with toes?

Okay, Beaver.

We'll try them on.

I must say you know how
to handle your little brother.

Oh, he's not my little brother.

If he was my little brother,

I'd hit him till he
took the right shoes.

Come on, Chuckie,
cut it out, will you?

Here you are, young man.

Oh, thank you, mister. Hmm mm.

I want to carry the shoes.

No. I'll carry them.

If you don't let me
carry them, I'm gonna...

Here, carry them.

Would you come over
here and sign for them?

I'll sit right here, Beaver.

Okay, you sit right there
but don't touch anything.

Just sign right there.

Okay.

What's this?

We didn't buy
anything for 24 cents.

That's sales tax. It
goes to the government.

Oh, yeah.

I guess if they got
enough 24 centses,

they could buy an
airplane or something.

You know, young man, I think
you're a very fine little gentleman.

Gee, Mister, you
don't have to say that.

I already bought the shoes.

Well, thank you very much.

Chuckie.

Gee, mister, he's gone.

Oh, no. He must
be here someplace.

Yeah.

Little boy!

Chuckie!

Little boy!

Chuckie!

Oh, little boy!

Chuckie!

Chuckie, it's time to go home.

Chuckie! Come on, Chuckie.

Chuckie! Chuckie!

Oh, little boy!

Chuckie!

It's time to go home, Chuckie.

Hello, Mister.

My name is Chuckie Murdoch,
and I'm in the first grade.

What's your name?

That's a nice name.

I was supposed to
get a pair of shoes,

but I got two pair 'cause
I was gonna scream.

Well, Chuckie Murdoch, you
down here with your mother?

No, Mr. Swanson. I'm
down here with myself.

- You're all alone?
- Yes.

The big kid that was supposed
to take me home got losted.

Well, I'm going home.

I'll drop you at
your house, okay?

Okay.

I got to say
good-bye to my friend.

Good bye, Mister.

Chuckie!

Little boy!

Chuckie!

Oh, little boy!

Chuckie!

Chuckie!

Chuckie!

Well, we've been over
the whole store, son.

I'm afraid he's lost.

Yeah.

You know, I think if I
wasn't so grown up,

I'd start screaming too.

Chuckie.

Chuckie!

Little boy!

Hi, Wally.

Hi, Mom.

Where you been?

Eddie Haskell and I went
down to the new skating rink.

Oh. Did you have a nice time?

Well, we didn't stay long.

The manager took one look
at Eddie and said "Get lost."

Was he misbehaving?

No.

He remembers Eddie from
when he used to be a cashier

at the drive-in theater.

Hey, Mom, is Beaver upstairs?

No. He isn't around at all.

Lunch is almost ready.

Oh, well, he'll probably
be back pretty soon.

Back from where?

Well, from wherever he went.

Hello, Wally.

Hi, Dad.

Ward, why are boys Wally's
age always so evasive

when you ask them something?

Oh, well, they've had
time to figure it out.

The less you say to adults,

the less chance you
have of getting into trouble.

[phone rings]

I'll get it.

Hello.

Hello, Wally, this is me.

Hey, Beaver, where you been?

Well, I've been all over.

Well, you better
hurry up and get home.

Lunch is already finished
and Mom's getting mad,

and Dad's asking a
bunch of questions.

You'd better get home
with Chuckie right away.

I can't come home
with Chuckie right away,

well, on account
of Chuckie's lost.

Lost?

Beaver, how could you lose him?

Well, I don't know.

We looked all over for him.

They found two other kids,
but they weren't Chuckie,

so I had to give them back.

Boy, what a mess.

You're a dumb little kid.

Well, it's your fault

for trusting a dumb
little kid like me.

Well, look, Beaver, you
just stay right where you are

and keep looking for Chuckie.

I'll think of something.

Okay. Good bye, Wally.

Chuckie!

Mom. Dad.

Yeah. What is it, Wally?

Who was on the phone, Wally?

Was it your brother?

Yeah. That was my brother.

Well, did you tell him to
come right home for lunch?

Well, no.

You see, something
kind of happened.

Yeah, well, just what
kind of happened?

Well... [doorbell rings]

Don't you go anywhere.

Well, hello, Mrs. Murdoch.

Oh, Mr. Cleaver.
I'm terribly upset.

Well, won't you come in?

Well, Mrs. Murdoch, won't
you come in and sit down?

Mrs. Cleaver, I wouldn't have
had this happen for the world.

I'm so upset about what's
happened to Beaver.

What's happened to Beaver?

He losted.

Lost?

Stop talking like a baby.

But I am a baby.

Didn't Wally tell you?

Wally?

Tell us what?

Well, that's just what I
was trying to tell you, Dad.

You see, I was supposed
to take Chuckie downtown

and get him some new shoes,

except I went ice
skating instead,

and gave the job to Beaver.

Oh, it's all my
fault, Mrs. Cleaver.

I had to take my
husband to the airport.

Well, I thought Wally
was old enough to trust.

Well, if anything
happens to the Beaver,

I'll just feel miserable.

Oh, now, Mrs. Murdoch.

Chuckie, Chuckie
honey, don't cry.

There's nothing to cry about.

Yes, there is. Beaver's
dead. Beaver's dead.

It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.

[Chuckie] Beaver is
dead. Beaver is dead.

I never thought that a boy
who is a junior in high school

could cause a mess like this.

It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.

Gee, Dad. Neither did I.

Mrs. Murdoch, I just
know that Beaver's all right.

Well, he just called up
and spoke to his brother.

Yeah. Yeah, that's
right, Mrs. Murdoch.

He's okay.

Oh.

Oh, well.

Oh, well, you don't
know what a relief that is.

I'm so sorry to
have disturbed you.

Wally should have
had better sense

than to let his brother
do something like this.

Chuckie, why are
you still crying?

I'm afraid you're gonna hit me.

Well, now when did Mommy
ever hit you for no reason?

All the time.

Charleton, you come
right along home with me.

Well, Ward, I think the
first thing we should do

is go downtown and
see about the Beaver.

All right, dear.

We'll, ah, get back
to this later, Wally.

Now you're sure your
brother is all right?

Yes, sir.

I told him to stay
right where he was.

Well, you get him
right back on the phone

and tell him I'm
coming down after him.

Uh-oh.

What's the matter now?

Well, um, I forgot to
ask him where he was.

Now, Ward, you remember

that Wally is usually
very dependable.

Yes, dear. Yes.

I'm trying as hard as I
can to remember that.

[phone rings]

- Hello.
- Hello, Dad.

I guess you know about
Chuckie getting lost.

Yes, we do. It's Beaver.

Thank heavens.

Yes, Beaver.

I just called up
to say good-bye.

To say good-bye?

Yes, sir.

I'm running away, and I'm
never coming back again.

Beaver, what are
you talking about?

Well, you can come home if
you just lose a sock or a sweater,

but not if you lose a whole kid.

Now, look, Beaver,
Chuckie is home

and everything is all right.

Now, just exactly
where are you, son?

All right, fine.

Now you stay right there,
and I'll come down and get you.

And Beaver, Beaver,
don't you move from there

until I get there.

What?

Well, of course,
you can sit down.

Bye.

Hey, Dad, can I go with you?

No. Your mother will go with me.

I'll get my things, dear.

I'll wait out in the car.

Oh, I was just about
to ring, Mr. Cleaver.

It's a lovely day out, isn't it?

No. It is not.

Oh, good afternoon,
Mrs. Cleaver.

Huh!

Hey, what's coming off, Sam?

I got a feeling
they don't like me.

Oh, let's face it, Eddie.

They've never liked you.

Yeah. But they're
usually polite about it.

[Beaver makes gunshot noise]

Cut it out, will you, Beaver?

Don't you know
that's kids' stuff?

If it's kids' stuff,

how come there are so
many grownups doing it on TV?

Search me.

[Beaver makes gunshot noise]

Hey, Wally, how come
you're not going out tonight?

I thought you had a date.

Well, I was gonna take Mary
Ellen Rogers to the movies

but I called it off.

How come? [Beaver
makes gunshot noise]

Well, 'cause in order to go,

I'd have to ask Dad
for my allowance.

I don't think this is the right
time to ask him for anything.

Yeah.

[Beaver makes gunshot noise]

Boy, Dad sure
was quiet at supper.

Wasn't he?

Gee whiz, Wally.

It wasn't your fault
about Chuckie.

It was Eddie's fault.

He was the one who talked you

into going to the
ice skating rink.

Well, it sounds real good
to say it was Eddie's fault.

Heck, I could even say it was
your fault for losing Chuckie.

Eh, but what's the
use of kidding myself?

Yeah.

I guess your conscience is
bothering you, huh, Wally?

Yeah.

Does everybody
have a conscience?

Of course they do.

I'll bet you Eddie
Haskell doesn't have one.

Well, sure he does.

Why do you think today when
we were at the skating rink,

he left without arguing with
that guy that told him to beat it?

'Cause he's afraid
the man would hit him?

Well, partly maybe.

But mostly on account of
he knew he was a creep.

Yeah.

It's pretty neat the way
a conscience works.

Isn't it, Wally?

Do you think a lion
walking around in the jungle

has a conscience
after he ate somebody?

Why'd you have to go
and bring lions into it for?

Well, I don't know.

I always liked lions.

[knock on door]

Hello, fellas.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Dad.

Well, Wally, I
thought I'd come up

and give you your allowance.

Oh, well, gee, Dad.

I wasn't gonna ask you for it.

I don't deserve it.

Oh?

No.

If Chuckie would
have really run away

or if he would have
gotten hurt or something,

it would have been all my fault.

That's right, Wally.

Aren't you gonna give him
a lecture or anything, Dad?

Well, when we've realized
we've made a mistake,

that's half the battle, Beaver.

I don't see that there's
any need for a lecture.

Yeah. And anyway,
he just gave himself

one of the best
ones I've ever heard.

Well, that's fine, Wally.

And I know the next time
you have a responsibility,

you won't try to pawn
it off on your brother.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Dad.

Yes, Beaver.

Does a lion walking around
the jungle have a conscience?

Well, I was kind of
explaining consciences to him

but I couldn't answer that one.

Well, you let me think that
over a little while, Beaver,

then I'll come back up and
we'll have a talk about lions.

Okay, Dad.

What are you doing?

Well, I guess I'll
call Mary Ellen

and go to the movies after all.

Yeah.

You know what, Wally?

What?

When you're in the movie
with Mary Ellen Rogers,

you should hold her hand

so she doesn't get
lost like Chuckie did.

Cut it out, Beaver.

[Beaver makes gunshot noise]

Where you been?

Oh, upstairs talking
to Beaver about lions.

I thought you talked to
Beaver about lions last night.

I did but he fell asleep
in the middle of it

so I had to finish today.

Honey, would you get me a plate?

You know, Ward, I'm still a
little bit upset about yesterday.

About Chuckie and Wally?

No. About Eddie Haskell.

I'm afraid when he came
over here, I was rude to him.

Oh, come to think of
it, I'm afraid I was too.

Well, honey, what do you
think we ought to do about it?

Well, maybe since we
were both rude to him,

he won't show up again.

Suppose he does.

I wouldn't know
what to say to him.

Well we'd better think
of something quick

because here he is.

[knock on door]

Hello, Eddie.

Good morning,
Mr. Cleaver, Mrs. Cleaver.

Good morning, Eddie.

I wonder if it would bother you

if I went up to talk to Wally.

Why of course not, Eddie.

You go right ahead.

Well, thank you.

That's very kind of you.

You know, Eddie, Mrs.
Cleaver and I were talking

and we were afraid we
were perhaps a little abrupt

when you were by yesterday.

Eddie, I hope you understand
that we were rather upset.

Oh, that's all
right, Mrs. Cleaver.

I guess yesterday
just wasn't my day.

In the morning, the manager of the
new skating rink spoke unkindly to me.

But I try to make allowances
for people being the way they are.

Well, thank you, Eddie.

Ward, what did he mean about
people being the way they are?

Well, I think in some vague way,

he was insulting us,

but he did it so
cleverly, I'm not sure.