Leave It to Beaver (1957–1963): Season 6, Episode 24 - Lumpy's Scholarship - full transcript

Wally is dismayed to learn that he did not get the sports scholarship to State University that he and his family were sure he was going to get. Regardless, Ward and June vow that that will not jeopardize him going to college as they will provide the financial support required. Somewhat of a surprise to them all is that Lumpy does receive one of the sports scholarships to State. Upon reflection, Wally understands why he wouldn't have got one while Lumpy did, at least from an athletic perspective. Wally is truly happy for Lumpy and wants to congratulate him by throwing him a party. Lumpy, for perhaps the first time in his life, receives much adulation, even from girls who never would have given him the time of day before, this adulation which he and his father are enjoying. But halfway through the party, after speaking to his father on the telephone, Lumpy becomes sullen as he learns he didn't get the scholarship because he flunked one of his high school classes. Lumpy has to decide what to do, which is not helped by his blow-hard father, who will do anything to show the Rutherford superiority to the world. A little outside help may provide both Rutherford men with a boost in the matter.

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Hey, Mom! Hey, Mom, look!

Hey, Dad! Hey, Beaver!
It's here! It's here!

- What's here, Wally?
- What is it, son?

Did they finally send you a
Deputy Dawg badge, Wally?

Cut it out. It's from
the state university.

That's probably about
your athletic scholarship.

Don't be nervous, Wally.

We all know you got it.

What's the matter, son?



"regret to inform you

"that your application
for a scholarship

"has been turned down by
our board of administrators.

"As you know,
athletic scholarships...

limited. Apply
at a future date."

Oh, Wally, that's a shame.

Boy, Wally, you were third
team all-state in football

and captain of the
swimming team.

What do they want up
there, Burt Lancaster?

Well, son, if you want to
go to State, you can still go.

And after you're
there for a while,

you can... Oh, uh, I'll get it.

Boy, what a gyp.

Wally's been studying
four years for nothing.



Not at all, Beaver.

Now, Wally has had good marks.

Why, he could practically
go to any college he wants to.

Yeah, all the schools are
tightening up on scholarships.

They only go to boys
who are top-flight students

and top-flight athletes.

- You know, after all...
- Hey, you know something?

What's the matter, Wally?

That was Lumpy Rutherford.

He just got a four-year
athletic scholarship to State.

Clarence Rutherford?

Lumpy Rutherford?

Lumpy? Boy, I told
you it was a gyp.

Yeah, Mom, I talked to the
coach about it today after school.

What did he have to say?

Well, he said that I
was probably too light

for college football.

They don't give scholarships
to freshmen for swimming,

so he said the best thing
would be to enroll now

and then apply for
a scholarship later.

Well, sure, Wally. if you
still want to go to State,

there's no problem.

We've been saving for
college for you boys for years.

Yeah, I know, Dad,

but I kind of figured
if I got a scholarship,

then you and Mom
could use the money

to go to Hawaii or something.

Well, don't worry
about it, Wally.

I think your father could
give up a few hula girls

for your education.

I still don't see why anybody

would pick Lumpy
Rutherford for a scholarship.

Look, Beaver, Lumpy was the
toughest guard in the league.

Nobody got through
his side of the line.

You know, Lumpy was
evidently scouted by State.

Yeah. You know, I think it
was that game against Taft

that convinced them.

Yeah. That's the one we saw

where he kept stopping them
right at the line of scrimmage.

Yeah.

Yeah, and the next day,

the sports writers called
him the Block of Granite.

I thought that was because he
couldn't remember the signals.

Now, Beaver, it's very easy
to make fun of Clarence,

but I think he
deserves a lot of credit.

Well, he certainly was the most
improved player on the squad.

Boy, I'll say.

Last year, Lumpy could
hardly make the first team.

This year, he really
knocked himself out.

I don't care. Wally's a lot
better football player than Lumpy.

Well, Beaver, that's
a matter of opinion.

But anyway, Lump made it,

and I think his friends
should congratulate him,

not knock him. Don't
you think so, Wally?

Sure.

You know, I was even thinking.

Maybe some of us guys
could sort of get together

and have a party for Lumpy.

Wally, I think that would
be a very nice gesture.

- What do you think, Ward?
- Fine with me.

Well, how about next Saturday?

Well, that should work out fine.

Great. I'll start
calling the girls

as soon as we finish eating.

Girls? Aren't you
going to have any guys?

Look, Beaver, first you
get the girls to come.

Then the guys
automatically show up.

Oh.

You got it made, Lump,
but you got to play it right.

What do you mean, play it right?

Well, all of your life,

you've been kind of a
sort of a pleasant, uh, slob.

But you're a big shot
now, so you got to act like it.

Well, how does a big shot act?

Obnoxious.

Nice going, Lump.
I heard all about it.

Thanks, Danny.

Hey, Lump, when State goes
to the Rose Bowl this year,

how about a couple of
tickets on the 50-yard line?

Huh? Oh. Oh, yeah. Sure, Buzz.

You're going to
have to wait in line.

Lump takes care of
his buddies first, huh?

Hey, Lump.

- Oh, hi, Wally.
- What do you say, Sam?

How's it going, Eddie?

Lump, I tried to get you
on the phone last night,

but I couldn't get through.

The phone's been going crazy

with guys calling
about the scholarship.

Even girls.

Hey, that's tough about you
getting turned down, Wally.

Oh, that's okay, Lump.

Some of us have it,
and some of us don't.

What I wanted to
talk to you about was

I thought maybe I'd
throw a party for you.

A party for me?

Yeah, you know.
Sort of a celebration.

I talked to my mom
and dad about it,

and they said it was
okay, so how about it?

Next Saturday night?

Well, yeah, gee,
that would be swell,

but I mean, you
don't have to do that.

Well, look, I want to do it.

Is there something
wrong with that?

No, it's great. Thanks a lot.

Excuse me, men.

My new doll.

Hey, Eddie, you know her?

She just transferred
in from Monroe High.

You got to keep
on the ball, Irma.

You got to move it right now.

- Hiya, beautiful.
- Hi.

Edward, would you do me a favor?

Well, anything,
gorgeous, anything.

Uh, would you please introduce
me to Clarence Rutherford?

The Lump? You want to meet him?

I'd love to.

Okay.

Uh, Lump, this is
Cinda Dunsworth.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I heard about you getting
your scholarship, Clarence.

- You did?
- Ooh, yes.

Even before I came
to Mayfield High,

I'd heard of
Clarence Rutherford,

and, well, I think that
State is very lucky

getting a wonderful
athlete like you.

Thanks.

Uh, Stanford is
dickering with me.

I'll be cheering
for you, Clarence.

I'll walk you to your class.

You don't have to.

Clarence sits right
across the aisle from me.

And I was coaching him
on how to be obnoxious.

- Ward.
- Oh, hi, Fred.

I was just coming in to see you

when I finished up here.

Cigars are in order.

Well, thank you. I
heard the good news.

You heard about
Lumpy... Uh, Clarence?

Was it in the
newspapers, on radio, TV?

No, Wally told me about it.

Oh.

Well, I must say, Clarence
receiving this scholarship

sort of put a crimp in my plans.

Oh?

Yes, I was planning to
send him to Yale or MIT.

Then I got to thinking.

I said to myself,

"This state has been good to me.

Why not let it reap the
rewards of his talent?"

Yes, of course.

Oh, uh, by the way, Fred,

an old school friend
of mine, Dick Kramer,

is in Administration
up at State.

If you'd like, I could
drop him a note

and ask him to sort of
keep an eye out for Clarence.

Oh, well, thanks, old friend,
but everything's all set.

They've rolled the
red carpet out for him.

They realize how lucky
they are to get him.

I'm sure they do.

I understand State
turned down Wally.

Has he had any offers?

Well, he was approached
by Ridgewood.

Ridgewood?

Oh, yes. That
quaint little school

up in the hills,

with the wooden bleachers
on the football field.

Uh, yes.

Well, back to work.

- Hi.
- Hi, there.

Hey, Mom, would
you do me a favor?

What is it?

Would you make Wally
invite me to his party?

Beaver, that won't be necessary.

Wally already told me
he wants you to come

No fooling?

Gee, I don't know
whether he's getting nicer

or I'm getting less goony.

Beaver, do you think
Wally is still upset

about not getting
that scholarship?

No. I don't think so, Mom.

I think Wally's
too well adjusted.

Well, where did
you get that phrase?

Well, that's what our
teacher at school keeps saying

he wishes we all were.

Oh, hi.

Hey, Wally, thanks for
inviting me to your party.

Oh, that's okay.

Uh, would it be okay if I
invited somebody else?

You mean like Gilbert or Richard

or Allen or somebody?

No. Well, it's Sally.

Sally?

What are you two guys looking
at each other like that for?

I'm practically in high school.

I got to practice
being nice to girls,

whether I like it or not.

Joanne, hi. How are you?

- Hi, guys.
- Hi. How are you?

Excuse me a minute.

- Sure.
- Like to sit down?

Hi, Penny.

- Oh, hi, guys.
- Hey, what do you say?

Hey, has our hero arrived yet?

Not yet. I thought he'd
be coming with you.

Wally, one doesn't share
caviar with the peasants.

Oh, Eddie.

Hey, come on in.

Some of the guys
are in the other room.

Yeah, come on, gang, let's go.

Big party.

Hey, guys.

Guys, here's what
we're going to do

when Lump gets here.

Hey, that might be him now.

Hey, come on in here.

And when he gets
here... Oh, hiya, Lump.

Hey, we've been waiting for you.

Oh, I'd have been here
sooner, but I had to walk over.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. My mom wouldn't
let me take my car.

She was afraid the spring
coming through the front seat

would wreck my pants.

Come on in.

Well, guys, here he is.

2, 4, 6, 8! Who
do we appreciate?

Lump! Lump! Lump! Yay!

Hey, congratulations,
Lumpy, old boy.

Good luck to you.

♪♪

You having fun, Sally?

Yeah, I'm having fun.

You sure don't act like it.

I know. My mom told me

to act sophisticated
around the big kids.

Oh.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Yes, well, just a moment.

Clarence.

Clarence, you're
wanted on the telephone.

You can take it in the den.

Oh, thanks, Mrs. Cleaver.

Oh, thank you, Eddie.
You having a good time?

Oh, yes, Mrs. Cleaver.

I think a small house like this

makes a party so intimate.

Hello.

Oh, hi, Dad.

Gee, Daddy, I wish you
could see all the trouble

that Mr. and Mrs.
Cleaver are going to...

Be quiet, you big oaf!

Daddy, this is
Clarence, your son.

I know, I know.

Why didn't you tell me
you got a D in mathematics?

I just got a wire from State,

and because of your grades,

you're not getting
the scholarship.

I'm not getting the scholarship?

No, you're not
getting the scholarship.

Well, gee, Daddy, Wally's
giving this big party for me,

and, well, what am I
going to tell all the guys?

Tell them... Tell them
you're a big boob.

But, Daddy.

♪♪

Hey, come on, Lump.

You're supposed to be in there.

Yeah, what are you trying
to do with the women,

wreck their evening?

Something wrong?

Huh? Oh. No. Huh-uh. It's okay.

- Wally.
- Yeah, Mom?

Everything's ready
in the dining room.

- Oh, fine, thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, guys, uh, there's
some food and stuff

in the dining room.

- Food?
- Oh, food! Let's go!

Hey, that looks great.

Olives. Oh.

- Wow! Look at that cake.
- Look at that cake.

Here you are, Clarence.
You do the honors.

Thanks, Mrs. Cleaver.

Hey, hold it, Lump.

Before you cut the cake,
how about a speech?

Yeah, a speech. Come
on, Lump, old boy.

Speech.

Golly, guys.

Would you mind if I
just didn't say anything?

How can the guy talk anyway?

He's all choked up about
losing his good buddies.

Atta boy, Lump.
Put your head down

and charge right through.

Here you go, Lump.

For me?

- Well, yeah.
- Come on.

Golly, you guys
shouldn't have done this.

Shouldn't have done it?

Why, it isn't every day

a person gets a
scholarship to State.

No, it isn't every day.

Hey, what's the big idea?

I dried the last one.

What are you, keeping
count or something?

I'm just doing it so the
work comes out even.

All right. Uh, here you go.

I dried the top. Now
you dry the bottom.

- Boy, Wally.
- Boys.

Well, where did those come from?

I thought we gathered
everything up.

Well, I found this
one under the sofa,

and this one was on the floor

back of the drapes
underneath the window.

And I found this one in the den,

back of the TV set.

Well, I think everybody
had a good time.

Everybody except Lumpy.

Boy, he sure got quiet

towards the end of the evening.

Wally, did you notice that?

Yeah, but, like Eddie said,

Lumpy was probably all choked up

over all the attention
he was getting.

Eddie was kind of
clowning when he said it,

but I kind of got the
feeling it was true.

Well, that's quite possible.

I expect it isn't very often

that Clarence finds himself
the center of attention.

Yeah, and especially
for doing something good.

- Oh, hi, Fred.
- Hi, Ward.

May I come in a minute?

Well, sure. Come on in.

Uh, sit down.

I, uh, I want to
thank you and Wally

for giving Clarence
that party Saturday night.

Oh, we were glad to do it.

Well, the way things worked out,

I... I think he
accepted the invitation

under false pretenses.

What do you mean?

Oh, haven't you heard?

My brilliant son is not
going to get the scholarship.

Oh, he isn't getting it?
I thought it was all set.

So did I.

Do you have any
reason why it fell through?

A D. They found out
he got a D in math,

and that killed it.

Oh, that's a shame, Fred.

Clarence must be
terribly disappointed.

Clarence? How
do you think I feel?

Well, Fred, I really...

For days I've been going around

telling everybody
about my wonderful son

getting the
scholarship at State.

The country club, the
lodge, here at the office.

And then he does this to me.

I don't know what I've
done to deserve this.

Can you tell me, Ward? Can you?

Would you really
like my opinion, Fred?

Why, I certainly would.

All right.

As long as you're asking,

I think your present
state of mind

is more your own fault
than it is your son's.

My fault? I didn't get the D.

Fred, it isn't the D
or the scholarship

that's bothering
you at the moment.

It's your own ego
that's been hurt,

and I think it might be well
if you gave a little thought

to how Clarence must feel
at being turned down this way.

I see.

I've got a meeting, Ward.

Well, I, uh,

I hope I didn't
hurt your feelings.

I came in here for a
little friendly advice.

I don't think it's
very nice of you

to kick a man when he's down.

Excuse me, Mom. I beat you.

Yeah, but just barely.

Yeah, but I still beat you.

That means I get to
watch the television show

- I want to tonight.
- Uh-uh. Not tonight.

Television's out of order.

You mean I beat him all
the way here for nothing.

How'd things go at school today?

- All right.
- Fair.

And how was the future
star of State University?

You know, that was
the funny thing, Mom.

Lumpy didn't even
show up at school today.

- He didn't?
- Maybe it was something
he ate at the party.

Well, the cake.

Beaver, I happen to
have made that cake.

I know, Mom, and it
was a really neat cake,

with the football
and everything.

It's just that Lumpy
ate so much of it.

He must have eaten 50
yards of the playing field

and the goal posts.

When it came around to me,

all I got was part
of the end zone.

I'll get it.

Oh, hi, Lump. Hey,
where you been?

Everybody was asking
about you at school today.

Can I talk to you, Wally?

Up in your room or some place?

Yeah, sure. Come on.

And the scholarship
just fell through?

Yeah. I would have said
something Saturday night,

but, well, the party
was going so good,

I didn't want to
wreck everything.

Here are the presents
the guys gave me.

Will you see that
everyone gets theirs back?

Look, I don't want my
present back, and I'm sure...

Look, Wally, will you
take it? All of them.

Come on, Lumpy.
This is no way to act.

The guys aren't going to be sore

just because you didn't
get the scholarship.

I'm not even going
back to school.

What?

Look, Wally, I
can't face the guys.

All week long, I
was a hot shot...

Guys congratulating me,
girls even talking to me.

Now this happens.

Well, yeah, but you've
got to finish school.

Okay, so I'll go
up to Porterville

and live with my grandmother.

I'll finish there.

Your grandmother?

Look, Lumpy,

you can't act like
Little Red Ridinghood.

Maybe if you told
your dad... My dad?

He won't even talk to me.

This morning at breakfast, I
said, "Good morning, Daddy,"

and he left the room.

So I'm supposed to
return these to the guys,

and he's going up
to his grandmother's

and finish school.

- That poor boy.
- Yeah.

Even I feel sorry for him.

It's kind of like when that
hippopotamus died at the zoo.

Ward?

- Hi, dear.
- Oh, hi.

Hi, fellas.

- Hi, Dad.
- Hi, Dad.

We were just
discussing Clarence.

I suppose you heard
all about it through Fred.

Oh, yes. Fred gave
me quite a rundown.

You know, Ward, I
just feel terrible about it.

Boy, Dad, you ought to
see how Lumpy's taking it.

You've never seen a sadder guy.

Oh? Well, maybe things are
not quite as bad as they look.

After I talked to Fred today,

I called a friend of
mine, Dick Kramer,

who's in administration
up at State.

I think maybe he's
going to be able

to do something
to help Clarence.

You mean you pulled
a few strings, Dad?

No, I didn't pull
any strings, Beaver.

Clarence still can't get in

with his present grade in math,

but Mr. Kramer did say

that if he wanted to
go to summer school

and improve his grade

that he'd hold the
scholarship open for him.

Oh, golly, Dad, that's great.

Boy, Dad, that's neat of you,

doing that for somebody
who's not even in our family.

Well, you know the story of
the Good Samaritan, Beaver.

Well, yeah, I know, Dad,

but somehow I never tied
up Lumpy with Sunday school.

I imagine Fred was overjoyed.

As a matter of fact, I haven't
had a chance to tell him.

After he talked with
me this morning,

he made himself kind of
scarce around the office.

What's the number there?

Well... Hello.

Oh, hi, Fred.

I was just going to call you.

Rest easy, Ward.
Everything's under control.

Oh?

Yes. I got a
long-distance phone call,

and I think the boys up at State

realized they were about
to make a grave error.

My Clarence is going
to get his scholarship.

Oh, uh, he is getting
the scholarship, huh?

Well, that's fine, Fred.

I think the coaching
staff put on the pressure

when they realized
they were about to lose

their potential All-American.

Yes. Yes, I know.

They don't come any finer.

And the, uh,
scholarship went through

just like that, huh, Fred?

Well, uh, I'm going to
send him to summer school.

They suggested it.

I thought the least I could do

would be to go along with them.

Well, that was a
good idea, Fred.

Uh, Ward, what was it
you were calling me about?

Oh, uh, nothing, Fred.
Nothing important.

Glad to hear about
the scholarship.

Good-bye.

They already notified Lumpy?

I asked Mr. Kramer
to have them call Fred.

Boy, that's terrific, Dad.

Aren't you ever going
to tell Fred what you did?

No. He'd never believe

someone could do
something that nice

for someone like him.

Hey, Wally, will you come out
and throw me some passes?

Hey, Beav, all of a sudden,

you're practically sleeping
with this football stuff.

What's the big idea?

I want to get a
scholarship to college,

just like Lumpy did.

Oh.

It would be pretty neat
getting everything paid for.

I hear they even
give some guys cars.

Yeah, well, I don't think
they do that much anymore.

They don't?

Well, it would
still be pretty neat

Getting paid for
going to school.

Look, Beaver, you don't
get paid for going to school.

You have to work
for your scholarship.

When you get up there,
they give you a job.

A job? What kind of a job?

Like waiting on
tables or something.

Where?

Well, sometimes it's
in the girls' dormitories.

The girls' dormitories?

Boy, there's a catch to
everything these days.

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