EDDIE AND THE BEAVER AND LARRY ARE ALONE IN BEAVER'S GARAGE.

Listen, you squirts, I am going to do you a favor. How would each of you like to earn $5 for an easy job?

Gee! Five whole dollars?

Yeah, my pop wants me to drag some new insulation under my house and put it up. Easy!

If it's so easy, why don't you just do it?

Well, I don't have the time to do it. Yeah, that's right. I've got to go over to Mary Ellen Rogers' place with Wally on the days I would be doing this work.

Well, how long will it take us if Beaver and me both do the work?

Depends on how fast you guys can work.

Gee, I don't know, Eddie. Sounds like creepy work. Isn't it wet and dark under your house? And could be snakes and such.

I think all the snakes and the like were yanked out and run off or killed last Spring.

Yes, it is a little damp down there. But not bad.

I will provide you with my official Boy Scout flashlight to share.

When were you even in the Boy Scouts, Eddie!?

I went to a few meetings!

(beat)

So, do we have a deal or not?

Well, ... whatdayou think, Larry?

Gee, Beaver. I'd have to see this wet, dark creepy space before I said "yes".

Me too.

(to Eddie)

Hey, Eddie, take us over to see under your house. Or we will decline the offer right here and now.

EDDIE REALIZES IT'S THESE TWO WORKERS OR HIM FOR THIS NASTY JOB.

OK. Meet me in an hour at the back of my house.

ALL THREE BOYS MEET LATER AT EDDIE'S BACK YARD BY THE ENTRANCE TO HIS CRAWL SPACE.

OK. We're here. Now, how 'bout doing the work?

Aren't you going to open the door so we can see?

I can't. It's locked. Look.

(points)

Duh, I can see that. Get the key.

If I go get the key, do we have a deal?

If we can't see what's down there, no deal.

Yeah, no deal, Eddie.

OK, OK, I'll get the key.

EDDIE RUNS INSIDE HIS HOUSE.

Hey, Beav. I don't think I want to go under Eddie's house.

Me neither. Let's get outta here.

BOTH BOYS RUN BACK TO BEAVER'S YARD.

EDDIE COMES OUT WITH THE KEY, BUT NOBODY IS THERE. HE OPENS THE CRAWL SPACE DOOR ANYWAY.

TO EDDIE'S SURPRISE, WHEN THE DOOR WAS OPENED, NUMEROUS LARGE, WET RATS SCURRY OUT. EDDIE IS FREIGHTENED AND RUNS BACK IN HIS HOUSE.

Boy, did you do that insulation job like I told you to do?

Oh, that. Well, the Cleaver kid and his buddy double-crossed me, Pop. Can you call Mr. Cleaver and tell him?

Tell him what?

Tell him that his son and his friend had verbally agreed with me to perform labor and then they reneged.

Gimme that phone, son!

(to himself, witnessing his father's gullibility)

What a dope!

What was that? The Cleaver child also stole your rope?

Ah, yeah.