Leave It to Beaver Page #8
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 84 min
- 1,536 Views
- Gotcha!
- All right, Beav!
- Nice dress, Judy.
- [ Gasps ]
[ Humming Continues ]
Give it a rest, Beav.
You're gonna be so tired from polishing
it, you won't be able to ride it.
Don't worry about that. I figure it's
a lot safer if I don't ride it anymore.
- Come on, boys. Time for bed.
- [ Humming ]
Beaver, this bike isn't going
to stay up here forever, is it?
Oh, no, Mom. When I get married,
I'll move it into my new house.
Well, good night, Wally.
- Good night, Mom.
- Good night. [ Kissing Sound ]
- Good night, Beaver.
- Night, Wally.
- [ Sighs ]
Hey, maybe we can make an exception
tonight about me giving you a kiss.
Yeah, Dad, I guess
it wouldn't kill anybody.
- Good night, Beaver. [ Kissing Sound ]
- Good night.
Dad, even though
I'm playing football,
it might still be okay for you to read
to me now and then, wouldn't it?
Are you sure
about that, Beaver?
I figure I'm not gonna
be a little kid forever.
So we ought to do as much
of this kind of junk while we still can.
"Now, Dottie the Dinosaur
had never seen a human being before.
"Such a tiny creature who only walks
on two legs and eats berries.
"'Couldn't be much
of a hunter,' said Dottie.
"'l heard that,' Billy cried to
"'Could you speak up?' Dottie said.
'l can barely hear you down there.'
"Billy could hardly imagine
what the next insult...
"coming out of this long-necked,
sharp-toothed, drooling beast would be.
"And as Billy
started to walk away,
"a big leathery-fanged paw scooped
him up and held him to its nose.
"But this time, in a quieter,
sweeter voice, Dottie said...
with what seemed like a tear
running down her cheek--"
Hey, Dad, I really
like the way you read to me.
Why, thank you, Beaver. You wouldn't
be suckin' up again, would ya, son?
Oh, no, Dad. It's still a while
till Christmas.
"'Well, what did she
look like,' Billy said--"
[ Continues Reading,
indistinct ]
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