Leave It to Beaver Page #6

When I was growing up, I said

I'd never holler at my kids...

like my dad did,

and I did it again, didn't l?

Why is it all men are more concerned

about their relationships...

with their fathers than they are

their own children?

My father was like that too.

Hmph.

[ Beaver Shouts,

Faint ]

[ Grunting ]

- [ Growling ]

- [ Grunting ]

[ Beaver Grunts ]

I got it.

Whoa!

[ Shouting ]

[ Wally Grunts ]

Don't let go, Beav.

Don't let go.

- I still think you overreacted.

- Well, maybe you're right, dear.

You know, I ought

to go right up there...

and apologize for losing it.

That would be nice.

I just don't want them to

get off the hook so easily.

Is it too much to ask

for them to accept...

a little responsibility

for themselves?

For what that bike cost,

they can sweat it out a little longer.

[ Both Straining ]

Come on, Beav.

Thanks. Oops!

Oh, no!

Tsk.

[ Grunts ]

You know, June, maybe I should give

those boys a little more credit.

- Mm-hmm.

- [ Thudding ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting Continues ]

Whoo! That was close.

Just because you saved my life doesn't

mean I forgot you called me fart breath.

[ Grunts, Shouts ]

Boys!

[ Gulps ]

[ Barking ]

Good afternoon, Mrs. Cleaver. I took

the liberty of bringing you your mail.

Well, thank you, Eddie. But the boys

are grounded so you can't come in.

Do I detect

a new fragrance?

- Would that be patchouli oil?

- Thank you for noticing.

You know, Mrs. Cleaver,

and I say this with all due respect,

for a mom,

you're quite the babe.

[ Door Closes ]

Uh, behold a prime specimen

of "teenus screw-upius."

What do you want?

You know how it is

when you're driving on the freeway.

You see an accident.

You can't help but look at the wreckage.

Yeah, thanks for

stoppin' by, Eddie.

Now, what I need you to do

is call up my petite flower...

and find out how much she digs

me without sounding like I'm

the guy that put ya up to it.

Oh, yeah?

What's in it for me?

The proud glow you'll feel realizing

you've helped launch a successful union.

And who knows, maybe she has

some nice quiet friend for you.

Forget it, Eddie.

You're not gonna sucker me

into being the go-between.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Hello?

Um, hello? It's me!

[ Laughs ]

W-Wally Cleaver.

- Oh, hi.

- [ Purring ]

Yeah, um, I'm just callin'

out of the blue to,

you know, say hi.

Well, I'm glad you did.

I'm sort of...

having this boy-girl party on Saturday,

and I wanted to invite you.

- Really?

- I wanted to ask you at the soda shop,

but it was a little awkward

with that Eddie standing there.

Yeah, I can understand that.

Enough with the cutesy banter.

Start talkin' me up.

- Do you wanna do this?

- No. Fine.

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