- Theodore Cleaver: Hey Wally, how ya gettin' to the dance?
- Wally Cleaver: Oh, Lumpy Rutherford's takin' a bunch of us guys in his car.
- Theodore Cleaver: How much of a bunch?
- Wally Cleaver: I think there'll be about eight of us.
- Theodore Cleaver: Is Dad lettin' you do that?
- Wally Cleaver: Gee, I don't know. I haven't asked him yet.
- Theodore Cleaver: You better ask him, Wally. It sounds like one of those things he's liable to blow his top about.
- Wally Cleaver: Now why would he do that?
- Theodore Cleaver: I don't know. I guess 'cause it sounds like it'd be too much fun.
- Wally Cleaver: Hi, Beav. Hey, how do I look?
- Theodore Cleaver: Real neat. You got your job back sellin' ice cream bars again?
- Wally Cleaver: No, ya little goof, it's a white dinner jacket. I rented it for the dance Saturday night.
- Theodore Cleaver: Gee, won't you feel creepy walkin' around in an outfit like that?
- Wally Cleaver: Sure, but everybody else is wearin' 'em, and when everybody else feels funny, you don't feel so funny.
- Theodore Cleaver: Yeah. I guess it's like when everybody goes swimmin' in the YMCA pool without any suits on.
- Theodore Cleaver: Me and Gilbert have got a pact. We hate girls. But it's easier on him.
- Wally Cleaver: What do you mean?
- Theodore Cleaver: 'Cause he's got a sister, and he learned to hate girls without even leavin' the house.
- June Cleaver: Well, Wally, I'm sure your father'd be *glad* to drive you to the club. And bring you back, too.
- Ward Cleaver: Oh, I'd be glad to.
- Wally Cleaver: Gee, Dad, I'm too *old* to have you drive me. Like, everyone would think I'm some kind of a square, or something.
- June Cleaver: Well, Wally, look. Lots of your friends have cars.
- [brightly]
- June Cleaver: Maybe one of Evelyn's girlfriends can take you.
- Wally Cleaver: Drive with a girl? Oh, Mom!
- Theodore Cleaver: Gee, Mom, having a girl drive ya, that'd be worse than riding with your father! Oh, you know what I mean, Dad.
- Ward Cleaver: [wryly] Yes, Beaver. It's very plain.
- Theodore Cleaver: Boy, Wally, what're you gonna do?
- Wally Cleaver: Well, Evelyn was counting on a big evening going in Lumpy's car with all her friends and everything. I guess I'll just have to tell her the deal's off and we can't ride with Lumpy.
- Theodore Cleaver: What if she gets sore and starts screaming and bawling?
- Wally Cleaver: I guess that's the chance ya gotta take when ya start messin' around with girls.