Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 6, Episode 17 - The Parking Attendants - full transcript
Wally gets a job as a parking valet at a wedding reception. Ward and June don't like the idea, but Mr. Langley, the father of the bride, is providing the necessary insurance, and Wally has shown to be a responsible driver thus far, so they allow him to take the job. However, they once again become concerned when Wally plans on asking Eddie and Lumpy to help him, as although Wally can control what he himself does, he has no control over his friends, who have proved to be irresponsible in the past, and Wally is ultimately responsible for them at the job. Lumpy ends up not being able to do the work, leaving it to Wally and Eddie. The job goes well enough, until the neighborhood gets overloaded with cars. Eddie ends up parking a car in what he doesn't see as a private tow away zone, what's worse being that the car in question belongs to blow-hard Fred Rutherford. Wally has to decide what to do when they find out that Mr. Rutherford's car has been towed.
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Hey, I got it. I got it.
Got what? Poison ivy?
No, a job parking cars.
What's all this?
Well, you know the
Langleys' daughter
over on Stevens Street?
Oh, I heard she's
getting married this week.
You mean she
finally hooked a guy?
Beaver.
You know, Gilbert's
sister knows her real well.
He says they sent her away
to school to meet some guy.
Well, they might do
that to Gilbert's sister.
She's run out of
guys around here.
Yes, Beaver. Go ahead, Wally.
Well, anyway, they're
having the wedding Saturday,
and then afterwards,
they're going to have
the wedding reception
over at the Langley's house.
There's going to be a whole
big gang of people there,
and Mr. Langley
wants me to park cars.
Oh, well, Wally, that sounds
like quite a responsibility
for a boy your age.
Yeah, son, I don't know
whether we can let you
take on a job like that.
Not let me?
Well, gee, Dad, I
already told him I would.
Well, Wally, in the first
place, it's too big a job
for you to handle by yourself.
Well, I know. I'm going to get
Eddie and Lumpy to help me.
Well, but Wally,
you have to have
insurance to
park cars like that.
Yeah, well, I talked to
Mr. Langley about that,
and he said he's going to
take care of the insurance.
Oh.
Well, I suppose that does
put a little different light on it.
Gee, thanks a lot, Dad.
I'm going to go in the den
and call Eddie and
Lumpy right now.
Maybe you should've told him no.
Well, dear, he
hasn't had a ticket
since he got his license.
And he did get the job himself,
and he checked
out the insurance.
I suppose if he's old enough
to show that much initiative,
we ought to show
that we trust him.
Hey, Dad, could I
have a motorcycle?
Well, of course not, Beaver.
What are you talking about?
Well, I figured as long as
you were in such a good mood,
I might as well ask
you for something.
How do you do, Mrs. Cleaver?
Hello, Eddie, Clarence.
How do you do, Mrs. Cleaver?
Uh, Wallace called and
said he wanted to see us.
Oh, well, you'll find
him up in his room.
Thank you.
Oh, have you been
redecorating, Mrs. Cleaver?
No, not recently.
Oh, everything looks
so nice and fresh.
I guess it's just the
way you keep house.
Oh, well, thank you, Eddie.
It worked better on my mom.
You got a hunk
of pie out of her.
Hi, guys.
What do you want to
see us about, Wally?
Yeah, what is this?
A summit meeting?
No, I just wanted to talk to
you guys about something.
You going to let
him stay in the room?
Well, sure.
Then it can't be too important.
Aw, get lost.
What are you reading?
Look, look, Mary.
John has the ball.
The ball is round.
Throw the ball to Mary, John.
Cut it out. This is history.
Look, Eddie, do you want to
hear what the deal is or not?
Yeah, let's have it.
I got a job for you guys
next Saturday afternoon
parking cars over
at the Langleys'.
They're having a
wedding reception.
That's on account
of their daughter's
finally getting married.
Well, what does it pay?
$15.
We each make 5 bucks.
Hold out for 20.
Eddie, I already
accepted it on those terms.
Well, I can't do it.
Why not?
My license is suspended.
Again?
I thought you told me your
pop had a pull with the judge.
He does. After I
got my last ticket,
Dad said, "Do me a favor, judge,
and suspend the kid's license."
And he did.
I guess we'll have to
get somebody else then.
The two of us can
handle it, Wally.
That way there'll be
a bigger melon to split.
Melon? Aren't you guys
going to get paid off in money?
Who are you? Dickens or Fenster?
Well, my dad wouldn't want
me to take the job anyway.
He's going to be there
at the wedding reception.
So what does that
got to do with it?
Well, he'll be there with
all those ritzy people,
and if they saw me working
around the place like a servant,
it would embarrass him.
Oh, sure.
Well, Dad wouldn't want me
to hurt his standing
in the community.
He's got him for a son,
and he doesn't want to hurt
his standing in the community.
Hey, Eddie, do you think
you and I can handle it?
Why not?
I've seen those guys park cars
downtown at the parking lots.
We can bang up the
fenders as good as they can.
None of that, Eddie.
I'm responsible to Mr. Langley,
and if you're going
to clown around,
I'll get somebody else.
Relax, Sam.
How many times have
I ever let you down?
A couple of hundred times.
You stay out of this, boy creep.
All right, then, I can count
on you for Saturday, Eddie?
I'll be there with bells on.
Now, the deal is we
split the 15 bucks.
We each get to
keep the tips we get.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't
count on too many tips.
They'll tip.
What makes you so sure, Eddie?
'Cause we'll stand
there with our hands out
and embarrass them.
Kidding. I was kidding.
Hey, Mom, are you and Dad
going to that wedding
thing Saturday?
No, we aren't.
Well, how come?
We haven't been invited.
What's the matter? Don't
the Langleys like you?
Oh, Beaver, I'm
sure it's not that.
It's just that we don't know
the Langleys well enough
to expect an invitation.
Oh, but the
Rutherfords are going.
Lumpy was bragging it up
the other night
when he was here.
Oh?
Ward, did you know
the Rutherfords were going
to the Langley wedding?
Oh, yes, that's all I've heard
from Fred Rutherford this week.
Uh, would you get that, Beaver?
Well, sure, Dad.
Hello?
Just a minute.
Dad, it's for you. I
think it's Mr. Rutherford.
He wants to know
if my illustrious
father is home.
Oh, hello, Fred. Yeah.
Oh, Ward, old man,
I was wondering
if your invitation
had come today.
Invitation?
To the Langley affair.
Time's running
out, Ward, old boy.
Uh, Fred, June and I
are not really that
close to the Langleys.
We don't expect an invitation.
Oh, that's a shame.
It's bound to be the
social event of the season.
Did you see the article in
the society column today?
Uh, no, Fred, I'm
afraid I didn't see that.
Well, cut it out and bring it
down to the office tomorrow.
You do that, Fred.
Now, don't let it
get you down, Ward.
What's that?
The locker room
attendant at the country club
didn't get an
invitation, either.
See you tomorrow, Ward.
All right, Fred, I'll
see you. Good-bye.
Uh, would you care
to join a social outcast
in the living room for coffee?
I'd be delighted.
Mom?
Hey, Mom?
Oh, hi. I'm going to
leave now. How do I look?
Very professional. Where
did you get the coat?
From Bob Anderson. His
dad used to be a butcher.
You can hardly see the
meat stains anymore.
I got this other one for Eddie.
Are you going now, Wally?
Yeah, Dad, I have to pick
up Eddie and get over there.
Yeah, well, now, son, you
remember what I told you
and do a good
job for Mr. Langley.
I will.
It's not you I'm so
much concerned with.
It's more Eddie. Just remember
he's your responsibility.
Yeah, I know, Dad, but
don't worry about Eddie.
He'll be okay.
- So long.
- So long.
Hey, Wally, you want to drag?
Come on. Knock it
off, will you, Eddie?
Just park the car like
you're supposed to
and quit horsing around.
Okay, okay.
Hey, Eddie, get
this one, will you?
Boy, what a bunch
of cheapskates.
Not one crummy tip.
Aw, come on,
Eddie. Quit griping.
If they're going to tip,
they're going to
do it on the way out.
Anyway, you're
getting paid enough.
You know, we didn't
play it right, Sam.
We should've given
them the sympathy bit.
You should be barefooted,
and I should be hobbling
around on a crutch.
How's it going, fellows?
Oh, hi, Mr. Langley.
Gee, it's going just great.
Yes, I know. I've been
watching. You're doing real fine.
You've invited
a very high-class
group of people, sir.
Well, thank you, Eddie.
Oh, I'll get it.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Rutherford.
Well, thank you, Wally.
Good afternoon, Mr. Rutherford.
Take good care of it, Wally.
Oh, yes, sir, I will.
- Hello there, Ken.
- Hello, Fred.
I'm so happy you
folks could make it.
Uh, Wally?
You got a good boy
working for you, Ken.
Yes, he's doing
an excellent job.
Yes, in a class
with my Clarence...
Dependable,
level-headed, eager, fine lad.
Yes, sir, thanks.
Uh, your daughter's
getting a fine boy.
It's just too bad for your girl
that my son
isn't a little older,
but then, of course, he
has to finish his education.
We're waiting now to hear
about his scholarship to MIT.
Hey, park Mr. Rutherford's
car, will you? I'll get this one.
Look, Wally, this
is for the birds.
Why don't we just point
and let them park
them themselves?
None of that, Eddie.
With the way people
are showing up,
we're going to have to park
the car four blocks away.
I'm walking the soles
right off my Italian shoes.
Italian shoes?
Eddie, you bought
them in the Army Surplus.
Come on. Let's get going.
Boy, things sure have slowed up.
Yeah, I think I'll flake
out in one of these cars
and turn on the radio.
Uh, Wally, instead of
just standing around,
why don't we dust off
the cars for the guests?
Oh, hi, Mr. Langley.
Oh, hello, Mr. Langley.
I didn't see you there.
It looks like things
have slacked off,
haven't they, fellows?
Yeah, hardly anybody
showed up in the last half hour.
Oh, I guess all the
guests have arrived.
How's supposing
I take you fellows
around to the kitchen
and have the maid fix
you something to eat?
Could you go for that?
Oh, gee, that would be great.
Thank you, sir.
Oh, excuse me a moment, sir.
I just wanted to make sure
we didn't leave
the keys in the car.
That's the way cars
are stolen, you know.
You should watch that, Wallace.
Come on, kids.
Ward, you're finally
getting around
to putting up that towel rack.
Dear, you only asked
me six months ago.
While you have your tools out,
I could use another
broom holder in the closet.
And the boys have a
drawer stuck in their dresser,
and there's a doorstop
loose in the bathroom.
The sliding door won't work.
- Hi, Mom.
- Hello, Beaver. Where you been?
Oh, Gilbert and I were over
spying on Wally and Eddie.
Oh, how are they doing?
Pretty neat.
Parking cars
just like big shots.
Well, that's good to hear.
You know, it's funny
what a white coat can
do for some people.
Even Eddie doesn't
look like such a goofy guy.
Beaver, I'm glad
to have your report.
Yeah, I saw Eddie drive
one of those little foreign cars,
you know, Dad, and he
didn't even burn rubber.
Maybe he's sick or something.
Or maybe he's just growing up.
Who? Eddie?
Care for some more punch, boys?
- Oh, thank you.
- Yes, thanks.
I heard Mr. Langley
say how pleased he was
with the way you boys
parked all those cars.
Oh, I'm glad we could
do a good job for him.
It was a cinch.
Oh?
I thought it would be confusing
with so many cars to park.
It was nothing like the time
we parked cars for the governor.
Oh, you parked
cars for the governor?
Yeah, he threw a big thing
for a bunch of those
foreign ambassadors.
It was quite a deal.
There was this guy from India
and he didn't have any
American money to tip me,
so he said he'd
send me an elephant.
Well, being anxious
to promote good will,
I said, "Raj, old boy, you
just keep your elephant..."
Eddie, have some
more cake, will you?
Oh. Oh, thanks.
Brilliant affair,
Ken. Sparkling.
Well, I'm so happy
you could join us.
Uh, I'll speak to
my friend the editor
down at The Ledger tomorrow
and see that it's
given ample space.
Well, thank you, Fred,
but that's all been handled.
Yeah, of course.
Boy, my car.
Oh, yes, sir.
Hey, Eddie, get
Mr. Rutherford's car, would you?
On the double.
Very efficient crew
you've got here.
Yes, they're a
couple of fine boys.
Wally, where is my car?
Well, gee, I don't
know, Mr. Rutherford.
It should be here
any minute now.
Maybe you better go see
what's detaining him, Wally.
On the double, son.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Eddie!
Hey, come on. Let's get going.
Where's Mr. Rutherford's car?
Look, Wally, I'm going home.
Why don't you just
keep the money?
I've had enough
of this parking stuff.
Oh, now, wait a minute.
What are you trying to pull?
Look, I didn't want
the job in the first place.
You talked me into it.
Come on. Where's
Mr. Rutherford's car?
They're waiting.
You want to know?
Well, sure, I want to know.
It's down at the police station.
The police station?
Well, how come it's down there?
It's got to be down there.
I parked in this spot, and
I didn't notice the sign...
"Private parking. All other
cars will be towed away."
Oh, no.
- I can't understand it.
- What's keeping those boys?
- Mr. Rutherford?
- Yes?
You're wanted on the phone.
Oh, thank you.
Here you are, sir.
Thank you.
Hello?
Daddy, this is
your son, Clarence.
Oh, yes, Clarence, how
are things at the tennis club?
The tennis club?
I've been blowing
out a carburetor.
Uh, what did you
have in mind, son?
Well, Daddy, the police
department just called,
and they said they
have your car down there.
The police station?
What's it doing there?
Well, they said something
about it being parked
where it shouldn't
have been parked,
so they towed it away.
What?
Daddy, if I'd been parking cars,
I never would've
done that to your car.
I'd have been real careful,
and nothing would've happened.
Will you help me get
my license unsuspended?
Look, this is no
time for your stu...
Uh, well, thank
you for calling, son,
and now, get back
to your calculus.
Calculus?
I'm still taking algebra.
Police station?
Yes, it seems my car was parked
where it shouldn't
have been parked.
I don't understand
how this could happen.
Mr. Rutherford, there's
something we have to tell you.
Isn't there, Wally?
Well, yes, sir,
it's about your car.
I know. I know. I just heard.
Gee, I'm sorry, sir, but...
Incompetent help.
The last reception I went to
had bonded parking attendants.
I'll drive you down there, Fred.
Thank you, Mr. Langley.
Well, I, uh...
Oh, Wally, here's
the money I owe you.
Oh, well, gee, Mr. Langley,
under the circumstances
I think that...
Well, I think we
shouldn't take the money.
Not take the money?
Oh, Wally, mistakes
happen. I don't blame you.
You worked hard for this money.
Well, I know, but well,
it's going to cost
Mr. Rutherford
to get his car
out of hock and...
I mean, out of
the police garage,
and I think you ought
to give him the money.
That's a very fine
attitude, Wally.
I must say I'm
very proud of you.
Oh, yes, sir, Wallace
and I talked this over
and came to this decision.
Yep.
Eddie, did anybody ever tell you
that you're a big, dumb,
stupid, loudmouth?
Gee, no, Wally, why
would anybody do that?
Because you are,
and that's what I'm
telling you right now.
Wait a minute, Wally.
I'm your best friend. How
can you say that to me?
Because I am your
best friend, that's why?
Ward, you didn't say very much
to Wally when he came home.
Are you going to
talk to him tomorrow
about the way things turned out?
From the very beginning,
neither one of us
felt he had responsibility
enough to handle the job.
Yeah, I know, dear,
but Wally worked
hard this afternoon
and then he gave back
all the money he earned.
On top of that, he had to
deal with Eddie Haskell.
Somehow, I just have the
feeling that he's learned enough
about responsibility
for one day.
You know, Wally,
you really look tired.
Boy, I am tired.
You know, I must have
parked 50 or 60 cars today.
You know, it's just
like Eddie Haskell
getting Mr. Rutherford's
car towed away.
Yeah, I really
told Eddie off, too.
Wouldn't it have been
better to belt him one?
Listen, Beav, a guy like
Eddie, you could belt him
as many times as you wanted,
it still wouldn't make
any impression on him.
No fooling?
Yeah, but you see,
if you use a little
psychology...
You know, like telling him
he's a big, stupid loudmouth...
Well, he's the kind
of guy that'll go home
and he'll think about it.
He might even try to
do something about it.
Yeah, well, that
psychology stuff may work,
but still, if I'd have been you,
I wouldn't have missed
the chance to belt him one.
Good night, Beav.
Good night, Wally.
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Hey, I got it. I got it.
Got what? Poison ivy?
No, a job parking cars.
What's all this?
Well, you know the
Langleys' daughter
over on Stevens Street?
Oh, I heard she's
getting married this week.
You mean she
finally hooked a guy?
Beaver.
You know, Gilbert's
sister knows her real well.
He says they sent her away
to school to meet some guy.
Well, they might do
that to Gilbert's sister.
She's run out of
guys around here.
Yes, Beaver. Go ahead, Wally.
Well, anyway, they're
having the wedding Saturday,
and then afterwards,
they're going to have
the wedding reception
over at the Langley's house.
There's going to be a whole
big gang of people there,
and Mr. Langley
wants me to park cars.
Oh, well, Wally, that sounds
like quite a responsibility
for a boy your age.
Yeah, son, I don't know
whether we can let you
take on a job like that.
Not let me?
Well, gee, Dad, I
already told him I would.
Well, Wally, in the first
place, it's too big a job
for you to handle by yourself.
Well, I know. I'm going to get
Eddie and Lumpy to help me.
Well, but Wally,
you have to have
insurance to
park cars like that.
Yeah, well, I talked to
Mr. Langley about that,
and he said he's going to
take care of the insurance.
Oh.
Well, I suppose that does
put a little different light on it.
Gee, thanks a lot, Dad.
I'm going to go in the den
and call Eddie and
Lumpy right now.
Maybe you should've told him no.
Well, dear, he
hasn't had a ticket
since he got his license.
And he did get the job himself,
and he checked
out the insurance.
I suppose if he's old enough
to show that much initiative,
we ought to show
that we trust him.
Hey, Dad, could I
have a motorcycle?
Well, of course not, Beaver.
What are you talking about?
Well, I figured as long as
you were in such a good mood,
I might as well ask
you for something.
How do you do, Mrs. Cleaver?
Hello, Eddie, Clarence.
How do you do, Mrs. Cleaver?
Uh, Wallace called and
said he wanted to see us.
Oh, well, you'll find
him up in his room.
Thank you.
Oh, have you been
redecorating, Mrs. Cleaver?
No, not recently.
Oh, everything looks
so nice and fresh.
I guess it's just the
way you keep house.
Oh, well, thank you, Eddie.
It worked better on my mom.
You got a hunk
of pie out of her.
Hi, guys.
What do you want to
see us about, Wally?
Yeah, what is this?
A summit meeting?
No, I just wanted to talk to
you guys about something.
You going to let
him stay in the room?
Well, sure.
Then it can't be too important.
Aw, get lost.
What are you reading?
Look, look, Mary.
John has the ball.
The ball is round.
Throw the ball to Mary, John.
Cut it out. This is history.
Look, Eddie, do you want to
hear what the deal is or not?
Yeah, let's have it.
I got a job for you guys
next Saturday afternoon
parking cars over
at the Langleys'.
They're having a
wedding reception.
That's on account
of their daughter's
finally getting married.
Well, what does it pay?
$15.
We each make 5 bucks.
Hold out for 20.
Eddie, I already
accepted it on those terms.
Well, I can't do it.
Why not?
My license is suspended.
Again?
I thought you told me your
pop had a pull with the judge.
He does. After I
got my last ticket,
Dad said, "Do me a favor, judge,
and suspend the kid's license."
And he did.
I guess we'll have to
get somebody else then.
The two of us can
handle it, Wally.
That way there'll be
a bigger melon to split.
Melon? Aren't you guys
going to get paid off in money?
Who are you? Dickens or Fenster?
Well, my dad wouldn't want
me to take the job anyway.
He's going to be there
at the wedding reception.
So what does that
got to do with it?
Well, he'll be there with
all those ritzy people,
and if they saw me working
around the place like a servant,
it would embarrass him.
Oh, sure.
Well, Dad wouldn't want me
to hurt his standing
in the community.
He's got him for a son,
and he doesn't want to hurt
his standing in the community.
Hey, Eddie, do you think
you and I can handle it?
Why not?
I've seen those guys park cars
downtown at the parking lots.
We can bang up the
fenders as good as they can.
None of that, Eddie.
I'm responsible to Mr. Langley,
and if you're going
to clown around,
I'll get somebody else.
Relax, Sam.
How many times have
I ever let you down?
A couple of hundred times.
You stay out of this, boy creep.
All right, then, I can count
on you for Saturday, Eddie?
I'll be there with bells on.
Now, the deal is we
split the 15 bucks.
We each get to
keep the tips we get.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't
count on too many tips.
They'll tip.
What makes you so sure, Eddie?
'Cause we'll stand
there with our hands out
and embarrass them.
Kidding. I was kidding.
Hey, Mom, are you and Dad
going to that wedding
thing Saturday?
No, we aren't.
Well, how come?
We haven't been invited.
What's the matter? Don't
the Langleys like you?
Oh, Beaver, I'm
sure it's not that.
It's just that we don't know
the Langleys well enough
to expect an invitation.
Oh, but the
Rutherfords are going.
Lumpy was bragging it up
the other night
when he was here.
Oh?
Ward, did you know
the Rutherfords were going
to the Langley wedding?
Oh, yes, that's all I've heard
from Fred Rutherford this week.
Uh, would you get that, Beaver?
Well, sure, Dad.
Hello?
Just a minute.
Dad, it's for you. I
think it's Mr. Rutherford.
He wants to know
if my illustrious
father is home.
Oh, hello, Fred. Yeah.
Oh, Ward, old man,
I was wondering
if your invitation
had come today.
Invitation?
To the Langley affair.
Time's running
out, Ward, old boy.
Uh, Fred, June and I
are not really that
close to the Langleys.
We don't expect an invitation.
Oh, that's a shame.
It's bound to be the
social event of the season.
Did you see the article in
the society column today?
Uh, no, Fred, I'm
afraid I didn't see that.
Well, cut it out and bring it
down to the office tomorrow.
You do that, Fred.
Now, don't let it
get you down, Ward.
What's that?
The locker room
attendant at the country club
didn't get an
invitation, either.
See you tomorrow, Ward.
All right, Fred, I'll
see you. Good-bye.
Uh, would you care
to join a social outcast
in the living room for coffee?
I'd be delighted.
Mom?
Hey, Mom?
Oh, hi. I'm going to
leave now. How do I look?
Very professional. Where
did you get the coat?
From Bob Anderson. His
dad used to be a butcher.
You can hardly see the
meat stains anymore.
I got this other one for Eddie.
Are you going now, Wally?
Yeah, Dad, I have to pick
up Eddie and get over there.
Yeah, well, now, son, you
remember what I told you
and do a good
job for Mr. Langley.
I will.
It's not you I'm so
much concerned with.
It's more Eddie. Just remember
he's your responsibility.
Yeah, I know, Dad, but
don't worry about Eddie.
He'll be okay.
- So long.
- So long.
Hey, Wally, you want to drag?
Come on. Knock it
off, will you, Eddie?
Just park the car like
you're supposed to
and quit horsing around.
Okay, okay.
Hey, Eddie, get
this one, will you?
Boy, what a bunch
of cheapskates.
Not one crummy tip.
Aw, come on,
Eddie. Quit griping.
If they're going to tip,
they're going to
do it on the way out.
Anyway, you're
getting paid enough.
You know, we didn't
play it right, Sam.
We should've given
them the sympathy bit.
You should be barefooted,
and I should be hobbling
around on a crutch.
How's it going, fellows?
Oh, hi, Mr. Langley.
Gee, it's going just great.
Yes, I know. I've been
watching. You're doing real fine.
You've invited
a very high-class
group of people, sir.
Well, thank you, Eddie.
Oh, I'll get it.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Rutherford.
Well, thank you, Wally.
Good afternoon, Mr. Rutherford.
Take good care of it, Wally.
Oh, yes, sir, I will.
- Hello there, Ken.
- Hello, Fred.
I'm so happy you
folks could make it.
Uh, Wally?
You got a good boy
working for you, Ken.
Yes, he's doing
an excellent job.
Yes, in a class
with my Clarence...
Dependable,
level-headed, eager, fine lad.
Yes, sir, thanks.
Uh, your daughter's
getting a fine boy.
It's just too bad for your girl
that my son
isn't a little older,
but then, of course, he
has to finish his education.
We're waiting now to hear
about his scholarship to MIT.
Hey, park Mr. Rutherford's
car, will you? I'll get this one.
Look, Wally, this
is for the birds.
Why don't we just point
and let them park
them themselves?
None of that, Eddie.
With the way people
are showing up,
we're going to have to park
the car four blocks away.
I'm walking the soles
right off my Italian shoes.
Italian shoes?
Eddie, you bought
them in the Army Surplus.
Come on. Let's get going.
Boy, things sure have slowed up.
Yeah, I think I'll flake
out in one of these cars
and turn on the radio.
Uh, Wally, instead of
just standing around,
why don't we dust off
the cars for the guests?
Oh, hi, Mr. Langley.
Oh, hello, Mr. Langley.
I didn't see you there.
It looks like things
have slacked off,
haven't they, fellows?
Yeah, hardly anybody
showed up in the last half hour.
Oh, I guess all the
guests have arrived.
How's supposing
I take you fellows
around to the kitchen
and have the maid fix
you something to eat?
Could you go for that?
Oh, gee, that would be great.
Thank you, sir.
Oh, excuse me a moment, sir.
I just wanted to make sure
we didn't leave
the keys in the car.
That's the way cars
are stolen, you know.
You should watch that, Wallace.
Come on, kids.
Ward, you're finally
getting around
to putting up that towel rack.
Dear, you only asked
me six months ago.
While you have your tools out,
I could use another
broom holder in the closet.
And the boys have a
drawer stuck in their dresser,
and there's a doorstop
loose in the bathroom.
The sliding door won't work.
- Hi, Mom.
- Hello, Beaver. Where you been?
Oh, Gilbert and I were over
spying on Wally and Eddie.
Oh, how are they doing?
Pretty neat.
Parking cars
just like big shots.
Well, that's good to hear.
You know, it's funny
what a white coat can
do for some people.
Even Eddie doesn't
look like such a goofy guy.
Beaver, I'm glad
to have your report.
Yeah, I saw Eddie drive
one of those little foreign cars,
you know, Dad, and he
didn't even burn rubber.
Maybe he's sick or something.
Or maybe he's just growing up.
Who? Eddie?
Care for some more punch, boys?
- Oh, thank you.
- Yes, thanks.
I heard Mr. Langley
say how pleased he was
with the way you boys
parked all those cars.
Oh, I'm glad we could
do a good job for him.
It was a cinch.
Oh?
I thought it would be confusing
with so many cars to park.
It was nothing like the time
we parked cars for the governor.
Oh, you parked
cars for the governor?
Yeah, he threw a big thing
for a bunch of those
foreign ambassadors.
It was quite a deal.
There was this guy from India
and he didn't have any
American money to tip me,
so he said he'd
send me an elephant.
Well, being anxious
to promote good will,
I said, "Raj, old boy, you
just keep your elephant..."
Eddie, have some
more cake, will you?
Oh. Oh, thanks.
Brilliant affair,
Ken. Sparkling.
Well, I'm so happy
you could join us.
Uh, I'll speak to
my friend the editor
down at The Ledger tomorrow
and see that it's
given ample space.
Well, thank you, Fred,
but that's all been handled.
Yeah, of course.
Boy, my car.
Oh, yes, sir.
Hey, Eddie, get
Mr. Rutherford's car, would you?
On the double.
Very efficient crew
you've got here.
Yes, they're a
couple of fine boys.
Wally, where is my car?
Well, gee, I don't
know, Mr. Rutherford.
It should be here
any minute now.
Maybe you better go see
what's detaining him, Wally.
On the double, son.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Eddie!
Hey, come on. Let's get going.
Where's Mr. Rutherford's car?
Look, Wally, I'm going home.
Why don't you just
keep the money?
I've had enough
of this parking stuff.
Oh, now, wait a minute.
What are you trying to pull?
Look, I didn't want
the job in the first place.
You talked me into it.
Come on. Where's
Mr. Rutherford's car?
They're waiting.
You want to know?
Well, sure, I want to know.
It's down at the police station.
The police station?
Well, how come it's down there?
It's got to be down there.
I parked in this spot, and
I didn't notice the sign...
"Private parking. All other
cars will be towed away."
Oh, no.
- I can't understand it.
- What's keeping those boys?
- Mr. Rutherford?
- Yes?
You're wanted on the phone.
Oh, thank you.
Here you are, sir.
Thank you.
Hello?
Daddy, this is
your son, Clarence.
Oh, yes, Clarence, how
are things at the tennis club?
The tennis club?
I've been blowing
out a carburetor.
Uh, what did you
have in mind, son?
Well, Daddy, the police
department just called,
and they said they
have your car down there.
The police station?
What's it doing there?
Well, they said something
about it being parked
where it shouldn't
have been parked,
so they towed it away.
What?
Daddy, if I'd been parking cars,
I never would've
done that to your car.
I'd have been real careful,
and nothing would've happened.
Will you help me get
my license unsuspended?
Look, this is no
time for your stu...
Uh, well, thank
you for calling, son,
and now, get back
to your calculus.
Calculus?
I'm still taking algebra.
Police station?
Yes, it seems my car was parked
where it shouldn't
have been parked.
I don't understand
how this could happen.
Mr. Rutherford, there's
something we have to tell you.
Isn't there, Wally?
Well, yes, sir,
it's about your car.
I know. I know. I just heard.
Gee, I'm sorry, sir, but...
Incompetent help.
The last reception I went to
had bonded parking attendants.
I'll drive you down there, Fred.
Thank you, Mr. Langley.
Well, I, uh...
Oh, Wally, here's
the money I owe you.
Oh, well, gee, Mr. Langley,
under the circumstances
I think that...
Well, I think we
shouldn't take the money.
Not take the money?
Oh, Wally, mistakes
happen. I don't blame you.
You worked hard for this money.
Well, I know, but well,
it's going to cost
Mr. Rutherford
to get his car
out of hock and...
I mean, out of
the police garage,
and I think you ought
to give him the money.
That's a very fine
attitude, Wally.
I must say I'm
very proud of you.
Oh, yes, sir, Wallace
and I talked this over
and came to this decision.
Yep.
Eddie, did anybody ever tell you
that you're a big, dumb,
stupid, loudmouth?
Gee, no, Wally, why
would anybody do that?
Because you are,
and that's what I'm
telling you right now.
Wait a minute, Wally.
I'm your best friend. How
can you say that to me?
Because I am your
best friend, that's why?
Ward, you didn't say very much
to Wally when he came home.
Are you going to
talk to him tomorrow
about the way things turned out?
From the very beginning,
neither one of us
felt he had responsibility
enough to handle the job.
Yeah, I know, dear,
but Wally worked
hard this afternoon
and then he gave back
all the money he earned.
On top of that, he had to
deal with Eddie Haskell.
Somehow, I just have the
feeling that he's learned enough
about responsibility
for one day.
You know, Wally,
you really look tired.
Boy, I am tired.
You know, I must have
parked 50 or 60 cars today.
You know, it's just
like Eddie Haskell
getting Mr. Rutherford's
car towed away.
Yeah, I really
told Eddie off, too.
Wouldn't it have been
better to belt him one?
Listen, Beav, a guy like
Eddie, you could belt him
as many times as you wanted,
it still wouldn't make
any impression on him.
No fooling?
Yeah, but you see,
if you use a little
psychology...
You know, like telling him
he's a big, stupid loudmouth...
Well, he's the kind
of guy that'll go home
and he'll think about it.
He might even try to
do something about it.
Yeah, well, that
psychology stuff may work,
but still, if I'd have been you,
I wouldn't have missed
the chance to belt him one.
Good night, Beav.
Good night, Wally.
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