Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 6, Episode 19 - Beaver's Good Deed - full transcript

After Ward reprimands him for being rude and inconsiderate, Beaver tries to do a good deed for Jeff, a hungry hobo with a hard luck story, who knocks on the Cleaver's kitchen door while ...

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Ward, I ran into Mrs.
Bellamy in the market today,

and I was so embarrassed.

Were you buying the
wrong kind of sink cleaner?

No. It's Beaver.

He promised to babysit
with her son Benji tonight,

and at the last minute,
he just backs out.

Well, did you speak
to Beaver about it?

Yes, and he said he and
Gilbert are going to the show.

Were you guys talking about me?



Yes, we were. Beaver,
did you have the nerve

to call Mrs. Bellamy
at the last minute

and tell her you couldn't
sit with Benji tonight?

Oh, it didn't take much
nerve on account I called Benji

and told him to tell his mother.

Beaver, now, you know Mrs.
Bellamy was counting on you.

I know, Mom, but me and
Gilbert want to go to the show.

It's a real good movie.

Well, you go right in
there and call Mrs. Bellamy

and tell her you'll
be there tonight.

Yes, sir.

When you make a promise,
you're going to keep it.

You're old enough to realize
that you've got to be helpful

and considerate where
other people are concerned.



Hello, Mrs. Bellamy?
This is Beaver Cleaver.

Well, about tonight.
I will be able...

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am. I see.

Yes, ma'am. Good-bye.

What's the matter?

Well, she already
got somebody else,

and she's not even
gonna use me anymore.

Oh, she's not?

No. And I'll lose
all that money.

She told me just last month that
she'd never use anybody else.

Well, Beaver, I hope you've
learned something from all this.

I'll say I have.

I've learned not to babysit

for a woman who
won't keep her word.

♪♪

Oh, say, Wally, your
mother and I are going out.

- We should be back some...
- What's that, Dad?

You could hear me a lot better,
son, if you turned the radio off.

Oh, yeah. Sorry, Dad. I just
didn't want to miss anything good.

Wally, you know that
was just a twist record.

Well, sure. I know. But you see,

after every ten records,
they play some world news.

That's how Lumpy
found out about Cuba.

Yes, well, your mother and I are
going to the country club for lunch.

Ward, do you think these
shoes look all right with this outfit?

Yeah, they look fine to me.

Yeah, they look
fine to me too, Mom.

I think I'll go up
and change them.

Well, where are
you heading, Wally?

Lumpy's. I'm gonna
help him work on his car.

We're gonna install
two new front springs

that he got at the junkyard.

That sounds like too big
a job for you and Lumpy.

Well, it is. But Lumpy figures

if he bangs around and
makes enough noise,

his pop'll get sore and
send him to the repair shop

and have it done right.

Oh, say, Beav, as long as
you're gonna be sticking around,

if any of the guys come
over asking for me,

tell them I'm over
at Lumpy's, okay?

Who do you think I
am, your man Higgins?

Leave a note on the door.

Look, wise guy, it's not
gonna hurt you just to tell them.

Gilbert's coming over.
We might be busy.

Oh, boy. Wait till you ask me

to do you a favor sometime.

- What a selfish kid.
- Beaver.

Okay, I'll do it.

Thanks.

Beaver, I thought we went
all over this thing yesterday.

What thing, Dad?

Well, about selfishness
and consideration for others.

Oh, yeah. I guess I
just wasn't thinking.

Son, you don't have to think.

If you just make a habit
of being nice to people

and, you know, showing
consideration for the other fellow

instead of always just
thinking of yourself,

it'll be automatic.

- I'm ready.
- All right. Fine, dear.

Now, look, you start
practicing what I told you.

You'll find that you'll be a lot happier,
and people will like you a lot better.

- Yes, sir. I'll do that.
- Okay. Bye.

- Be a good boy.
- Good-bye, Mom. Good-bye, Dad.

- Bye, honey.
- Bye.

Hey, Gilbert, I thought you
were gonna be over early.

I had to wait for my sister
and her boyfriend to leave.

She gets sore at
me if I look for money

under the sofa cushions
while they're sitting there.

Oh.

Good day to you gentlemen.

Golly, a bum.

Excuse me, gentlemen,

is the good lady of
the house at home?

No, sir. The good lady's out.

There's nobody here
but us gentlemen.

What'd you tell him
that for? Now he'll rob us.

He's not a robber,
just a nice old man.

Is something the matter, mister?

Oh, it's just a
little weak spell.

I guess it's because I
haven't eaten for three days.

You haven't eaten in three days?

Maybe four. After a while,

you just sort of lose count.

Would you mind if I just
sat down for a minute?

Well, I'm not supposed to
let anybody in the house.

It's all right, son.
I understand.

But I guess it'd be all right

if you just sat
down for a second.

Thank you. Thank you.

I wonder if you could
spare a glass of water.

Just half a glass would do.

Sure, mister.

What are you gonna do now?

You shouldn't have let him in.

I know, but it's not gonna hurt

to give him a glass of
water and something to eat.

Your dad'll be mad at you.

Yeah, but he'll be madder
if I'm not nice to people.

And here's a guy who really
needs somebody to be nice to him.

I don't know, Beav. I think
you're asking for big trouble.

Oh, thank you, son. Thank you.

Can I get you something to eat?

Thank you kindly, son.

Just a crust of bread
and maybe a slice of meat.

Your kindness is enough already.

It's filled my heart more than
anything could ever fill my stomach.

Yes, sir. I'll get
it right away.

It must've been at least
ten days since he ate.

Well, uh, say, Mr., uh...

Call me Mr. Jeffries.

Or Jeff, if you like,
'cause my friends do.

You have friends?

Mm-hmm.

When you're on the road as much
as I am, you have friends all over.

On the road? Oh, you
mean you're a salesman?

Sonny, as you go
through life, you'll find

you're always selling something,

even if it's only yourself.

Have you ever been to Chicago,
where they have the Untouchables?

Chicago, New
York, San Francisco.

You name it, I've been there.

You see, I used
to work for a circus.

The circus? Were you a
clown or a bareback rider?

Fire eater.

A fire eater? Boy.

Hey, if we lit a newspaper,
would you eat some fire for us?

Oh, no.

I'm afraid I'm out
of practice, boys.

And besides, my fire
insurance policy has expired.

What have you been doing
since you quit the circus?

Oh, traveling around,

visiting from place to
place, seeing the sights.

Yeah, I guess that would
get you kind of dusty.

Is there anything I can get you?

Might put a head on
that, if you don't mind.

Sure, Mr. Jeffs.

Sonny, didn't you say that
your parents weren't home?

Well, my parents are home
where they live, but this is his house.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

My parents are the
ones who aren't home.

I see. Do you expect
them back soon?

No. They went to
the country club.

They won't be back
for a couple hours.

Hmm.

I... I wonder,

would you mind if I
just washed up a bit?

Well, I guess it'd be all right.

Now, I don't want
to inconvenience you

and take advantage of
your hospitality and kindness,

but I have an appointment later,

and I wanna make
a good impression

on the vice president
of the company.

You see, we went to
prep school together,

and he's offering me a job.

Well, I guess it's okay.

Come on.

You can use my mom
and dad's bathroom.

Ours is kind of
messy for company.

Boy, he sure is a neat guy,
being a fire eater and everything.

Yeah. I'll bet you a lot of kids
would like to have him for their father.

It sure was neat when he
started talking about the...

Hey, what's that?

- What's what?
- Listen.

There's water running in there.

He's taking a whole bath.

Mr. Jeff, is
everything all right?

Yeah, son. Everything
is wonderful.

Boy, what am I gonna do
if somebody comes home

and finds out I let a
strange man take a bath?

Uh, I'll see you, Beav.
I just remembered

I'm supposed to do
something for my mom.

Gilbert, what are
you supposed to do?

I don't know, but all I know is

I gotta do it right away.

Gilbert...

- Mr. Jeff?
- Yeah, son?

Won't you be late for your
appointment with the vice president?

Oh, he can wait.

There's always another day,

another week, another month.

- Well, hi, Beaver.
- Hi, Dad.

We decided to stay and
watch the tournament.

- Oh, the golf tournament.
- Yeah.

It got a little chilly, so I came
back to get your mother's coat.

- Uh, where's Gilbert?
- Gilbert?

Oh, he had to go home.

Oh, well, that's too bad you
have to stay here by yourself.

But we won't be too
long. I'll get that coat.

Mom's coat? Oh,
I'll get it for you, Dad.

Beaver...

You know what you
told me about being kind

and considerate and
thoughtful, helpful...

Beaver, I have the coat.

You have the coat. Oh,
yeah, Dad. You have the coat.

Beaver, you're
acting kind of funny.

What's the matter?
Is something wrong?

Well, I guess I'm
just a little worried.

About what?

Uh, I guess about Mom
catching cold without her coat.

Oh.

Mr. Jeff.

Yeah, son?

Oh, I was just wondering
if you were still there.

Yes, I'm still here,

thanks to your kindness
and thoughtfulness.

Yeah, thanks to that.

Beaver! Beav!

Hey, Beaver!

Beav, what's going
on around here?

What's going on around where?

That mess in the kitchen.

Oh, me and Gilbert decided

to get something to eat
out of the refrigerator.

Yeah, well, you better clean it
up before Mom and Dad get home.

They'll go through the roof.

Yeah, we'd better
get it cleaned up.

♪ Bidding a list ♪

- ♪ To the danger it brings ♪
- Hey, what's that?

♪ Sailor, beware ♪

♪ Sailor, take care ♪

♪ Danger is near, so beware ♪

- Uh, it's a man singing.
- ♪ Beware ♪

But where?

Up in Mom and Dad's bathtub.

What's a man doing in
Mom and Dad's bathtub?

Well, he's not exactly a man.

- He's a tramp.
- A tramp?

Beaver, have you flipped?

♪ Beware ♪

I've been trying and
trying to hurry him up.

- Mister?
- Yeah, son?

This is not me, Mr. Jeff.

This is my brother Wally,
and he's older than me,

and he's a real big guy.

Look... Look, Mister, I don't
know how you got in there,

but you're gonna have
to get out right away.

Oh, I'm just finishing up.

I'll be right out, lads.

Thanks, Wally. Thanks a lot.

Yeah, well, look, you're
not off the hook yet.

Come on. I'll help you clean
up that mess downstairs.

Okay.

There you go.

Boy, it sure has
been a long time

since we heard
any noise upstairs.

Yeah. I hope he didn't
drown or anything.

Let's go up and see
what's going on, huh?

- He's gone.
- Well, that's good.

I guess he must've walked
out while we were cleaning up.

Yeah. Well, I'm sort
of glad he's gone.

But I would've sure liked
to say good-bye to him.

Just be glad he's gone.

Hey, what's all that?

Oh, those are his clothes.

I guess taking a bath
and getting all washed up,

he decided to...

He didn't even have a suitcase.

Uh-oh. If he didn't bring
any clothes with him,

then that means that the clothes
he's got on, he must've stolen from...

Don't say it, Wally.

Don't say it.

Okay, Beav, let's find
out what clothes he stole.

Golly, it's hard to think
a nice guy like Mr. Jeff

would steal anything.

Well, look, Beaver,
he left his clothes here.

It's a cinch he didn't go out

wearing a shower
curtain or something.

Yeah, well, I'll go look in my
closet and see what he stole.

Beaver, if he stole
anything, he took it from Dad.

You're wrong. Dad's
stuff is all there.

Beaver.

You see? There's a
suit missing right there.

That's Dad's gray one.

That's the one he
wore to the country club.

No, it isn't.

And Dad's brown shoes...
They're missing, too.

Wally, don't look
for anything else.

Somebody's been
in the shirt drawer

and the underwear drawer, too.

Boy, Beaver, how could
you be so stupid and naive?

Well, I wasn't trying
to be stupid and naive.

I was trying to be
kind and considerate.

Well, look, our only chance
is to try to find the guy.

Now, he didn't have
a car or anything,

so he's gotta be somewhere
in the neighborhood.

Come on. Let's go.

Hey, Beav, what
did this guy look like?

Well, he was sort of old, and he
had gray hair and a moustache.

Of course, you know he's not
gonna look the same in Dad's clothes.

Yeah, but they'll probably
look the same on a tramp

as they do on Dad.

Look, Beaver, we've been
driving around long enough.

You go that way,
and I'll go this way.

And we'll meet back
here at the car, okay?

- Okay, Wally.
- Hey, look,

if you see the guy,
call a cop or something.

Okay, Wally.

Boy, Jeff, how could you?

Oh, excuse me, Mister. I
thought you were a bum.

Hey, Jeff! Mr. Jeff!

Uh, I'm sorry, sir.

I thought you were the
tramp we were looking for.

The boys must've left us a note.

"Thank you for
everything, Jeff."

- Who's Jeff?
- I was just going to ask you.

It must be some friend
Beaver's picked up along the way.

Hmm. Well, I'm gonna
change and get dinner started.

All right, dear.

- Ward.
- Yes, dear?

- Would you come up here,
please?
- Be right there.

- What's been going on here?
- That's what I'd like to know.

Look in here.

Wet towels.

The wall's all steamed up.

You don't suppose Beaver could've
taken a bath in our bathroom, do you?

On a Saturday? In the daytime?

Never. Not in anybody's bathtub.

But, honey, Wally
left before we did.

Ward, somebody else has
been in here besides the boys.

This ties in with that
note we found downstairs.

Yes, but who in
the world is Jeff?

It must be someone Beaver
let in while we were gone.

I don't think Beaver was
entertaining Noël Coward.

Uh-oh, Wally. Dad's home.

Maybe you'd better
leave the motor running.

Well, come on, Beav. Let's go.

No, Wally. I'm not going in.

Just come on in and
tell Dad what happened.

I can't go in
there. I just can't.

Sure you can. Come
on. I'll bet you tell him.

I'll bet you I don't.
I'll bet you I don't.

Well, then, after he ate and
took the bath and everything,

well, that's when we found
out he took your suit and stuff.

I see. Well, Beaver,

you know you should never
let a stranger in the house

under any circumstances.

You can't tell
what might happen.

And I never want
you to do it again.

I know, Dad, but I was only
trying to be nice to people

like you told me to.

I don't care, Beaver.
You shouldn't have

let that man in the
house for any reason.

Boy, I'll never be nice

to anybody again
as long as I live.

Oh, now, wait a minute.

The kinder I got,
the worse things got.

Well, son, your
intentions were fine.

You just went at
them in the wrong way,

and with the wrong person.

Boy, I never thought that Jeff
would let me down like this.

Well, I know how
disappointing it can be

when you try to be nice to
someone and they let you down.

But you just go on being
considerate of others.

I think you'll find
that most of the time,

they'll really appreciate
it and it'll be worthwhile.

But you know something, Dad?

I sure wish Jeff would've
been one of those good guys

who would've appreciated stuff.

He was such a neat guy,

and I never met a
genuine fire eater before.

- Thank you, Wally.
- Okay.

Well, did you boys
thank your father

for taking you to
the sportsman show?

- Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot, Dad.
- Thanks, Dad.

Boy, you know, I tried to get
one of those new surfboards.

Well, Beaver, you just
got yours last summer.

Oh, they raised the tail
fins on this year's model

to make that model obsolete.

Here. There's an
envelope addressed to you.

No return address on it.

It's $5.00.

And a note.

"Dear, Mr. Cleaver, my
apologies for taking your things,

"but after that wonderful
bath, I just couldn't bear

"to get into those
old rags again.

"With your borrowed
clothes, I was able to get a job

"and am doing fine, thanks
to a wonderful little friend.

I'll send you $5.00 a week
until you're paid back."

Boy, Dad, I bet that's the first

and the last $5.00
you see from that guy.

It is not, is it, Dad?

Well, no, Beaver,
I don't think it is.

A fire eater may
occasionally steal a bath,

but by and large, they're
pretty honest fellows.

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