Leave It to Beaver Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 84 min
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Son, I want you to run
a strong right 28 "T" on go. Got it?
Got it.
All right, fellas! Be strong
out there! Protect that ball!
Go tell the quarterback
the play.
- Oh! I get it.
- [ Chuckles ]
Go, Beaver!
Strong right 28 "T" on go.
Strong right 28 "T" on go.
So, what's the play?
- Well?
- Uh, I'll be right back.
[ Announcer ] Seems to be a little
confusion at the Mayfield huddle.
- Go, Beaver!
- Go, Beaver!
- Yeah!
- Break!
[ Man ] Move it, boys!
Move it!
Down!
Set! Go!
Yeah!
Whoa!
[ Grunts ]
- Go!
- Yes!
- Yes!
- [ Growling ]
- Beaver, throw me the ball.
- No!
No!
- What?
- [ Spectators Gasping ]
- [ Whimpers ]
- [ Spectators Shouting ]
[ Announcer ]
Unbelievable! Oak Park wins!
Hey, Beav, how could you throw the ball
to an Oak Park guy?
That was George Tibbles. At camp
we were on the same team in Color War.
Maybe if you started crying,
people would feel sorry for ya.
You'll get 'em next time.
In fact, I'm looking
forward to it.
Thanks a lot, Eddie.
I am very pleased with the results
of the astronomy test.
Although, there's still
While its planetary classification
is still uncertain,
it is definitely
not Mickey's dog.
Rats.
Wow, Beaver, you really
pulled up your grade.
- You got a "C"!
- I did?
Yeah, a "See me after class."
[ Laughs ]
- [ Bell Rings ]
- [ Gasps ]
[ Screaming ]
Okay. Good-bye, Judy.
Thank you, Judy. Bye-bye.
Theodore, I thought it might be better
if we had a chance to talk in private.
I want you to understand
this is not a punishment.
Don't worry. I know what you look like
when you get mad.
I was there the time you caught
Larry going through your purse.
Theodore,
did you have a chance
to study for this test?
I worked real hard, Miss Landers.
I studied till my head hurt.
I guess I just
didn't get any of it.
- I'd really hate to see ya fall behind.
- Yeah, me too.
Nobody likes being the guy who makes you
listen to the same junk over and over...
that you got bored
listening to in the first place.
I'm sure that's
a terrible feeling.
Would it help if you and I reviewed this
material after school for a few days?
[ Whistle Blowing,
Boys Shouting ]
[ Coach ]
Let's go! What are ya doin'?
You mean you'd be willing to help me
after school more than just today?
If you needed to.
If I was real dumb, could we meet every
Tuesday and Thursday until about 4:30?
And maybe even
some Saturdays too?
[ Door Slams ]
It is the mental errors
that will cause a team to lose.
- I don't wanna name any names--
- Go ahead and say his name
all you want.
Beaver's not here. He's falling behind,
and he's gotta stay after school.
Oh. He will be missed.
[ Dog Barking ]
[ Bicycle Approaching ]
[ Chuckling ]
[ Whirring ]
[ Humming ]
- Hi!
- You're home early.
- June.
- [ Vacuum Off ]
You're vacuuming in pearls.
You know what that does to me.
Hmm. Stick around.
Later I'll slip into
a pair of oven mitts.
Oh!
Geez! Why don't
you two get a room?
- [ Laughs ] Wally.
- Oh.
- [ Chuckles ]
- [ Chuckles ]
Oh, hi.
I'm just getting home.
- How was practice today?
- Uh, about the same as always, I guess.
I want to talk to you
about your game on Saturday.
You do?
[ Gulps ]
I'm sorry I can't be there.
I have to go out of town on business.
Oh!
I'll be there the following
Saturday for sure.
You will?
But, Dad, you promised you were
comin' to my game that day.
I did?
Now, boys, your father
can't be two places at once.
You go ahead
and see Wally play, Dad.
He's older than I am, so he's got
a lot less games left in him.
That's very considerate
of you, Beaver.
Yeah, I'm real 'siderate. That's what
it said on my second grade report card.
Come on, my little
football star.
Why don't you go upstairs
and get cleaned up for dinner?
Okay, Mom.
- Hello, Mr. Haskell.
- Hey, Wally.
on the aftershave. [ Laughs ]
So, your first boy-girl party.
[ Laughs ]
Let me take this opportunity
to impart upon you a little wisdom...
culled from years of
experience in the field.
That's very generous
of you, Dad.
Boys, women are all
a bunch of bloodsuckers,
out to get ya
any way they can.
When they finally succeed
in breaking your spirit,
they'll flush you
like a dead goldfish.
Now, you boys be on your way
and have a great time.
There was a time my brothers
didn't want me tagging around with them.
- Did it bum you out?
- Not really. I'd tag along anyway.
They'd go to the drive-in with their
girlfriends. I'd sit in the backseat--
- Ward.
- Shh.
- Ward?
- Oh, yeah.
We didn't ask if Karen's party
was gonna be chaperoned.
June, please, they're
12-year-old boys. Come on.
Underneath all that
preening and strutting,
they live in wide-eyed fear
of the opposite sex.
No.
Ewww!
I'll be waiting
in the laundry room...
while you two budding
beauties fight it out.
[ Together ]
Ewww!
So, Tammy, you won, huh?
No, I lost.
Let's just get this over with.
Wow! All new
copper plumbing.
Must have set Karen's
old man back a pretty penny.
Do you not want to do this?
- Don't you?
- Sort of, but not with you.
I can appreciate that.
- Whoo!
- All right! All right!
[ Girl ]
How was it?
- So, did you?
- Do you even have to ask?
- Wow.
- [ Girl ] Wally's up.
- Come on, Wally. Yeah.
- Hey, come on, Wally.
[ Girl ]
Wally, Wally.
You want the lights
on or off?
- This is pretty awkward, huh?
- Yeah.
But if I have to do this with someone,
I'm glad it's someone I really like.
Really?
You couldn't tell?
I was really trying
not to notice...
because of Eddie and all.
You're a good friend, Wally.
But I don't think you two
will ever be this close.
- Hi, Miss Drucker!
- Hi, Miss Drucker!
- [ Laughing ]
- [ Barking ]
[ Laughing ]
Sorry.
[ Shrieking ]
- [ Laughing ]
[ Quacking ]
[ Together ]
Ewww!
Well, maybe it's like
when you get a new toy,
and after a few days
you get sick of playin' with it.
Looks like he's havin' more fun with her
than I ever did with a Slinky.
- I'm gonna miss Wally.
- He's still my brother.
Beav, the friend or brother
you once knew is dead.
No, Wally's different.
Hey, my brother and I were pretty tight
too, then he got a girlfriend.
Now all we ever do is fight.
- Really?
- Every time she gets mad
at him, I get my butt kicked.
- Don't worry, Beav. You still got us.
- Yeah.
- Let's go.
- [ Grunts ]
I used to want to stay a kid
my whole life.
But lately, I just
want to get it over with.
[ Landers ]
Theodore is my best helper.
His lima bean has grown
faster than anyone else's.
But there's a problem,
isn't there, Miss Landers?
Why don't we take a look
at Theodore's "Me" book?
- Oh, it's great.
- Oh! [ Laughs ]
- His bike.
- Bike.
He did a lovely job with
the bay windows in the front.
At this age, we're looking
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