Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 5, Episode 19 - Beaver's Jacket - full transcript

Beaver is enthralled with Richard's new jacket with leather details and a lock on the inside pocket zipper. Richard's parents paid $23.76 - taxes included - for it. Beaver wants the exact same jacket. Despite believing it an exorbitant price for a jacket and knowing that Beaver's current jacket is perfectly good, Ward, the decision maker due to the expense, buckles in and lets Beaver get the jacket. The first day Beaver has the jacket, he learns from Richard that he lost his, but knowing where he lost it he's sure he will eventually get it back. In the meantime, he proposes a scheme to Beaver so that he won't get in trouble with his parents for losing his new jacket, that scheme which entails Beaver lending him his jacket. Beaver agrees. Complications ensue as Beaver and Richard try to sneak Beaver's jacket in and out of the Cleaver house without Ward or June's knowledge. A worse scenario for Beaver is if Richard does something with the jacket he borrowed from Beaver.

Starring...

and...

It costs $23.76, tax included.

Boy, Richard,
that's really neat.

Yeah. It's too big for me, but
my mom says I'll grow into it.

My mother always says that, too.

Only trouble is by the
time I grow into something,

it's usually all worn out.

Hey, is that real
genuine leather?

Well, sure. Go
ahead, feel it, Beav.

Hey, you want to
see something else?



Well, sure.

This pocket's got a lock on it.

Hey, that's keen.
What's the lock for?

Well, this is where you
keep your valuables.

Do you have any valuables?

No, but I'm thinking
of getting some.

Oh.

Hey, Richard, would you mind
hanging around for a while?

I want my mom and
dad to see this jacket.

They might buy
me one just like it.

You think they will?

I don't know. They're funny
about buying me things like jackets.

If it was underwear,
they'd buy me all I wanted.

Oh, hi, guys.



Hi, Wally.

We weren't messing
with any of your stuff.

Hey, Wally, where
are Mom and Dad?

I think they went downtown to look
for some new drapes for the living room.

When will they be back?

I don't know. I guess that
depends on how long it takes Dad

to convince Mom
we don't need them.

Oh. Hey Wally, look
at Richard's new jacket.

Isn't it neat?

Boy, it's got everything
on it but relish.

What are you talking about?

It costs 23.76.

Tax included.

And I'm going to ask Mom
and Dad if they'll buy me one.

Look, Beav, I can't
hang around anymore.

My mom expects me home.

I just dropped by to let you admire
it and feel the genuine leather.

Look, Rich, can't
you call up your mom

and tell her you're going to
be just a little late tonight?

Okay.

Hey, Wally, what do you think
is the best way to ask them?

What are you talking about?

You know, some way to get them
in a good mood first or something.

Gee, that stuff never works.

Ever since we were little kids,

any time we ever
washed our hands

or combed our hair
without being told,

they always knew we
were after something.

They did?

Sure. They know all the tricks.

Yeah, I guess
you're right, Wally.

Sure. They're
wise to everything.

Let's face it. It's the
kids that are stupid.

Yeah. It's a wonder kids ever
grow up smart enough to be parents.

Look, if you're going to ask for
something as expensive as a jacket,

you might as well come
right out and ask them,

because the price may kill it right
away, and you save a lot of arguing.

There they are.

My mom says I
have to go right home.

It's okay. They're here.

Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad.

Hi, Beav.

Hello there, Beaver.

Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Cleaver.

- Hello, Richard.
- How are you, Richard?

You were gone a long time.

We were looking
at some draperies.

Yeah, I knew.

Your mother finally
decided we didn't need them.

Mrs. Cleaver, how do you
like my keen new jacket?

Say now, Richard, that
is beautiful. Isn't it, Ward?

- Yes, it's real keen.
- Show them the lock, Richard.

Right here.

Say, that's really something.

I'm just keeping
baseball cards in it

until I get some real valuables.

I got to go now, Beav.

- Okay.
- Goodbye, Mr. and Mrs. Cleaver.

See you, Beav.

So long, Richard.

Dad, could I please
have a jacket like that?

Well, isn't that your
mother's department?

Well, it costs a lot of money, so I
figured you'd want to be in on it too.

Beaver, there's nothing wrong
with your other jacket, is there?

Sometimes the
zipper doesn't work,

and there's a button
missing off the cuff,

and there's a melted
candy bar in the pocket

from when I left it on
the radiator at school.

Well, I'm sure it
could be fixed up.

How much does a
jacket like Richard's cost?

$23.76, tax included.

For a boy's jacket?

That's the most ridiculous
thing I ever heard of.

But it'll last a long time, Dad.

I'll bet you could even buy it big enough
so I could wear it when I go to college.

Beaver, with anything
this expensive,

I think it has to be
up to your father.

You go on in the den.
We'll talk in a second.

Yes, sir.

What do you think?

Don't worry about
it. I'll talk him out of it.

If you bought it
for me now, Dad,

I wouldn't want anything for my
birthday for the next two years.

Sit down, Beaver.

I want to explain
something to you.

Son, your mother and
I have always seen to it

that you and Wally had
everything you really needed

in the way of
clothes, haven't we?

Yes, sir.

But you already
have a good jacket,

so there's no reason for
buying you another one, is there?

No, Dad.

See, it's a matter of
learning that you can't

always have everything
the other fellow has.

No, Dad.

You do understand,
don't you, Beav?

Oh, yes, Dad.

And it makes sense, doesn't it?

- Yes, sir.
- Yeah.

You see, Beav,
it's not as though

I were refusing to buy you
something you really need.

No, sir.

Well, Beav, if I were
to buy you the jacket...

And I say if...

How do I know
you'd take care of it?

Gee, Dad, I wouldn't kick it
around. I'd take care of it, honest.

Son, I'll tell you what...

I guess on Monday, your mother
can take you down and buy one.

Gee, thanks, Dad.

- All over?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm glad you
talked him out of it.

That's a ridiculous
price to pay for a jacket,

especially when
he didn't need it.

There are some times
when you just have to say no.

Yeah, except this
wasn't one of them.

What?

I told him he could have one.

I thought you were
the one that said...

I know, but he just looked
so darned sad sitting there,

I started putting myself
in his place, and...

Well, the minute I did
that, I knew I was dead.

I wish that Beaver
would hurry up.

He's going to be
late for school.

He's up in his room, standing in
front of the mirror with his jacket on.

I don't know when he's gotten
such a kick out of anything.

Yeah, he just keeps zipping it and
unzipping it to see how he looks best.

You'd think he
was Frankie Avalon.

Hi, Mom. I got my new jacket on.

Morning, Beaver.

Beaver, it looks
very nice on you.

Thank you, Mom.

There you are.

Soon as I can, I'm going to
sew your name tape in there.

Don't want to take any
chances with that jacket.

Yeah, it'll be good to
have my name in my jacket,

because right now, if
I got killed or anything,

they'd have to look at my
underwear to know who I was.

Boy, Richard, losing your new
jacket the second day you had it...

That must practically
be the world's record.

Yeah, I know.

Where do you think you lost it?

- I know where I lost it.
- Where?

At that house they're building
over on Madison Street.

Me and Whitey figured we'd
go in and pick up some nails,

and I took my jacket off
and hung it over the hydrant

so I wouldn't take a
chance of ripping it.

And you went inside the house?

Yeah, but I kept looking
out every ten seconds

to make sure nobody took it.

The last time I
looked, it wasn't there.

Well, did you check the
lost and found at school?

That's where I just came from,

and all they had

was a pair of girl's
galoshes, a hair ribbon,

and a sweatshirt with
Crusader Rabbit on it.

Boy, I'm glad I'm not you.

What are you going to do
about the jacket, Richard?

Well, I was thinking
of something.

I don't know if you
want to do it, though.

- What do you want me to do?
- Look, both our jackets
are exactly alike,

so I figured I could
go home with you,

and you could go upstairs
and throw your jacket out to me,

and I could wear it home.

Yeah, but then tomorrow
morning when I went to school,

I wouldn't have a jacket.

No, I covered that too.

I'll come over
tomorrow morning early

and sneak the
jacket back to you,

and you can wear
it out of the house.

Gee, where'd you
get an idea like that?

Two guys did it on television,

except they used a dead body.

Gee, I don't know.

Look, it's a great idea.

Yeah, but it sounds like
one of those great ideas

that kids end up
getting clobbered for.

But we'll only have
to do it for a day or two

till my jacket turns up.

Well... Maybe.

Gee, Beav, you got to do it.

I'm your best friend, aren't I?

You're always telling me
that, so I guess you must be.

Hi, Mom. I'm home and I
didn't spill anything on my jacket.

That's fine. Want
a glass of milk?

No thanks. I'm going upstairs.

Wally? Beaver?

Oh, hi, Dad.

Son, your breakfast's ready.

Tell your brother
to come down, too.

Okay, Dad.

Is something the matter?

I thought I saw a shadow
go past the window.

Must have been
some sort of bird.

Hi, Wally.

Yeah, hi.

Hey, what do you
think you're doing?

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

I might. Depends on how
much trouble I could get into.

You see, Wally,
Richard lost his jacket,

so I'm letting him wear
mine home at night,

and he brings it
back every morning.

Beaver, are you kidding?

You'll never get away
with a goofy thing like this.

You're going to get
yourself in big trouble.

Gee, Wally, how can
I get in big trouble?

I'm just helping Richard.

Listen, any time
you help Richard,

you're bound to
get in big trouble.

Wally, where's your brother?

I think he's in the
bathroom, getting washed up.

Beaver, hurry up.

Your father says he can drive
you to school this morning.

Beaver, why would you put your
jacket on before you get washed?

Well, maybe that way, he
doesn't have to wash so much.

Yeah, maybe that's why I did it.

Oh, Beaver, look at your jacket.

For goodness' sakes,
you got a spot on it already.

Gee, Mom, it's not my fault
if Richard's a sloppy eater.

What does Richard have to do with
your getting a spot on your jacket?

Oh, well, you
see, the other day,

we ate sort of close
together in the cafeteria,

and I guess he sort of
spilled something on me.

Oh. Well honey, hurry
up. Your father's waiting.

Okay, Mom.

Boy, Beaver, how
close can you get?

I don't know, but I don't want
to get any closer than that.

Where are the boys? They've been
getting down later and later every morning.

I called up a little while ago,

and Beaver said Wally
was getting washed.

You know, it just isn't
natural for a boy to

spend as much time
washing as he has lately.

Boy, Wally, Richard's never
been this late with the jacket before.

What are you going to do?

You're going to have to leave
for school in a couple minutes.

Yeah, but if I go downstairs
without the jacket,

Mom and Dad are going to
start asking all kinds of questions.

Look, you want me to go down
and tell them the whole thing?

Maybe if I pave the way for you,
Dad might not hit you so hard.

Gee, Dad's not the kind
of father that hits you.

Yeah, but for a $25 jacket,
he might change in a hurry.

No, Richard's just got
to show up, that's all.

Oh, good morning, Richard.

Morning, Mr. Cleaver.
Could I see Beaver?

Yeah, sure. He's upstairs.

Say, tell him to
hurry up, will you?

He hasn't had his breakfast yet.

Yes, sir.

Who was at the door?

It was Richard, and he seems awfully
anxious to see Beaver about something.

Oh.

What do you mean,
you don't have my jacket?

Something kind of happened.

What do you mean,
something kind of happened?

My mom saw the spot on the sleeve
last night and sent it to the cleaners.

Well, it's been nice
knowing you guys.

Gee, Richard, what do we do now?

We can just tell your mom we
decided to wear sweaters today.

Yeah, I guess we could
get away with it for one day.

But when will my jacket
be back from the cleaners?

Well, in a little bit.

When in a little bit?

About a week.

A week?

Boy, Richard, why didn't you tell
your mother it wasn't your jacket?

Because I didn't
want to get in trouble.

You'd rather let
me get in trouble?

Sure.

Oh, hi, Mom.

Hi, Wally.

What are you doing?

Trying to decide
about the new drapes.

Honey, do you think this
beige or the eggshell is better?

Gee, I don't know, Mom.

But how come you want to
change the ones we've got?

Wally, they've been
up for a long time.

You wouldn't keep wearing the
same shirt day after day, would you?

Sure, if I could
get away with it.

Wally, have you
seen your brother?

I've been waiting for him to
come home so I could talk to him.

Oh, you found out, huh?

Found out what?

Oh, nothing.

Just whatever it is that you
wanted to talk to him about.

Well, I just wanted to tell him to try to
get down to breakfast on time tomorrow.

Has he done something I
should have found out about?

Gee, Mom, how should I know?

I mean, he could do something
that would mean nothing to me,

but it'd be a disaster
to you and Dad.

So I'll just forget about it.

Sunrise coral.

What a crazy sport
shit that would make.

Hello?

Oh, yeah. Just a
minute. I'll get him.

Beaver, telephone.

Be right down, Dad.

Who is it?

Well, from the way he
spoke up, I think it's Richard.

He's the only friend
of Beaver's who

doesn't sound like
he's afraid of grown-ups.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Richard.

Hey Beav, guess what happened.

I got my jacket back at
the lost and found today.

Hey, that's neat.

Yeah, I got it hid
out in the garage.

What do you got out there for?

Because my mom thinks
my jacket's at the cleaners.

Oh, yeah.

What am I going to do?

Oh, that's right. You need it
for school tomorrow, don't you?

Yeah. Why don't you
bring it over right now?

I can't. They won't let me
out of the house at night

since I got a D in citizenship for
hitting a girl on school property.

But I sort of got to
have it. You know.

Yeah. Well, I'll come over to your
house tomorrow morning early,

and you can haul my
jacket up on the rope.

Okay, I guess I could do that.

And remember to be on time.

Look, Beav, I'm
doing you a big favor.

Now how many other guys
would go through all the trouble

to get you out of the
mess you got yourself in?

Yeah, I guess you're right.

I'll see you, Richard.

Beaver?

What was that
conversation all about?

Oh, that wasn't a
conversation, Mom.

I was just talking to Richard.

Wally, didn't I tell
you and your brother

to get down to breakfast
on time this morning?

Gee, Mom, he spends
an awful lot of time

in the bathroom
getting washed up.

If he just paid more
attention to the time, he'd...

What's that?

Gee, Dad, I don't see anything.

Well, of course you do. That
jacket going up in the air there.

Oh, you mean that jacket
going up on a rope there?

What's going on around here?

I don't know, but I
intend to find out.

Hey, Richard, beat it.

Good morning, Mom.
Good morning, Dad.

I was just coming
down for breakfast.

Beaver, take off that jacket.
I want to have a look at it.

Gee, Dad, if I do that,
I'll be late for school.

Beaver, do what
your father tells you.

Yes, Mom.

Richard Rickover.

What are you doing
with Richard's jacket?

Oh, well, I...

I think it's very plain what
he's been doing with it.

Beaver lost his jacket, and he's
been sneaking Richard's in the house

so we wouldn't know he lost it.

Beaver, what a
terrible thing to do.

I know that's a terrible thing to do,
Mom, but that's not what I've been doing.

Well, then what
have you been doing?

Well, it's not much
better, but here it goes.

You see, Dad, a
couple of days ago,

Richard lost his jacket,

so I've been coming home here
and throwing mine out the window

so he could wear it home.

And then in the morning,
he'd come over here

and I'd pull it
back up on a rope.

So that's why you've been coming
down late every morning for breakfast.

Sure, Mom. No guy could
do that much washing.

I see.

Well, then this is your jacket
with Richard's name in it?

Oh, no, sir. That's Richard's
jacket with Richard's name in it.

I thought you said
that one was lost.

Yeah, but it got found again.

Well, all right. Then
where is your jacket?

At the cleaner's.

Is there any use
asking how it got there?

Oh, yes, sir. You see,
Richard's mother...

Well, she thought my
dirty jacket was Richard's,

so she sent it to the cleaners.

Well, you're just going to have
to be punished for this, Beaver.

But why, Mom? I didn't
do anything wrong,

and I got my jacket
cleaned for nothing.

Beaver, I don't
think it was right,

your sneaking the jacket in
and out of the house to Richard.

But gee, Dad, if I didn't, he
would have gotten yelled at.

And when you know how
bad it is to get yelled at,

you'd do almost anything to keep a
friend of yours from getting yelled at.

Yes, well, I think we'd better
talk about this a little later.

Beaver, you just go downstairs
now and have your breakfast.

Yes, Mom.

Well, I guess I'm just going to
have to call Richard's mother up

and tell her the jacket
we have here is Richard's

and the one they sent to
the cleaner's is Beaver's.

No, dear, I wouldn't do that.

I think we should just let the
boys swap jackets on their own.

I wouldn't want
any other parents

to be as confused
as I feel right now.

Hi, Beav.

Hey, did they
give it to you good?

Uh-uh. They couldn't think of
any good reason to give it to me.

Wow, you must have
told them a real wild story.

I did. I told them the truth.

Where's Richard?

He took off.

Gee, he's liable to catch
cold without his jacket.

Not the way he was running.

Hey, Beav, you better eat that
breakfast in a hurry and get out of here.

How come?

Because by the time Mom
and Dad come downstairs,

they're liable to have thought
of some reason to give it to you.

Yeah.

What are you doing, dear?

I'm sewing a name
tape in Beaver's jacket.

You're sure that's
Beaver's, now?

Oh, yes. Beaver went over to
Richard's today and picked it up.

That's fine. I'm glad
it's finally settled.

I thought we'd...

Hello? Oh, yes.

Oh, he did?

Well, could you hold on a minute

while I speak to my husband?

Who is it?

It's Richard's mother.

I think it's starting
all over again.

What's starting all over?

About the jackets.

She thinks the boys
have them switched.

She got Richard's back
from the cleaner's today,

and she looked in his closet and
there's a dirty one hanging there,

and she's sure it's Beaver's.

If we tell her what
happened now,

she'll wonder why
we held back so long.

She's also going to wonder why
we let her clean Beaver's jacket.

That is a problem, isn't it?

Yes. I have to get
dinner started, dear.

You explain it to her.

June, June.

Hello, Mrs. Rickover?

This is Mr. Cleaver.

Yeah, well, Mrs. Rickover,
I'll tell you what happened.

It was kind of funny.

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