Sharon Lynn credited as playing...
Lola Marcel
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Tell me, tell me about my dear, dear Daddy! Is it true that he's dead?
- Stan: Well, we hope he is, they buried him.
- Lola Marcel: It can't be. What did he die of?
- Stan: I think he died of a Tuesday, or was it a Wednesday?
- Lola Marcel: [shows Finn the deed] Ha - *ha*!
- Mickey Finn: Ho - *ho*!
- Ollie: [grabs the deed] He - *he*!
- Mickey Finn: Can you do it?
- Lola Marcel: [scoffs] Can I do it? For a gold mine, I could be Cleopatra!
- Mickey Finn: [enters room] Lola, Lola, we've got a fortune right in the palm of our hand!
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: What do you mean?
- Mickey Finn: There's a couple of desert rats downstairs looking for Mary Roberts.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: What about it?
- Mickey Finn: They've got a deed to a very valuable gold mine left to her by her father, and they're here to deliver it to her in person.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Well, ain't that just grand!
- Mickey Finn: It would be... if you were Mary Roberts.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: I gotcha, but I'd never get away with it.
- Mickey Finn: Sure you would; they've never seen Mary Roberts.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Then it's a cinch!
- Mickey Finn: [the real Mary knocks at the door] Who's there?
- Mary Roberts: Mary.
- Stan: Mary who?
- Mickey Finn: [nervously] Mary - Merry Christmas. Ohhh...
- [opens the door]
- Mary Roberts: Excuse me, Mr. Finn, one of these gentlemen dropped this at the foot of the stairs.
- Ollie: [takes the deed from her hands, not recognizing her as the real Mary] Oh, oh why thank you, little lady, you don't know what you've done, thanks!
- Mickey Finn: [shows Mary out of the room, closing the door] All right, all right, all right.
- Ollie: [hands the deed to Lola, unaware that she's pretending to be Mary] There you are: signed, sealed, and now delivered.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Oh, thank you so much.
- Ollie: Not at all.
- [Mickey Finn utters a sigh of exhausted relief]
- Ollie: Come Stanley, we'd better be going.
- Stan: Oh say, what about the locket?
- Ollie: That's right I...
- Stan: We've got something else for you.
- Ollie: I almost forgot it.
- [puts on his derby and loosens his necktie]
- Ollie: And besides that...
- [unbuttons his shirt and takes out the locket]
- Ollie: your father left you this family heirloom.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Oh yes, I - I remember it well.
- Ollie: Help me get it off, Stanley.
- [Ollie loosens his collar while Stan tries to take the locket chain off of Ollie's neck by pulling it up around his chin]
- Stan: Am I hurting you?
- Ollie: No, just a minute.
- Stan: Won't be long.
- [Stan tries again to take the chain off of Ollie]
- Stan: Maybe I'd better try and open it again.
- Ollie: I think so.
- [Stan loosens Ollie's collar to get to the clasp]
- Stan: It slipped.
- [Stan unbuttons Ollie's shirt]
- Stan: Maybe you'd better take your coat off.
- Ollie: [starts to take off his coat] Pardon me just a minute.
- [Stan removes Ollie's necktie and collar; Ollie takes his suspenders off and the locket falls down his trousers leg to the floor]
- Ollie: [Stan reaches up Ollie's back and finds a thread, Ollie breaks the thread and discovers an unraveled undergarment] We'll find it in just a moment.
- [Ollie takes off his shirt, and Stan notices the locket on the floor and picks it up]
- Ollie: We got it.
- [Stan hands the locket to Lola]
- Ollie: I'm gonna go in and change, pardon us.
- [Ollie goes into the bedroom to put his clothes back on, and Stan follows]
- Stan: [Ollie lays his clothes on the bed, Stan sits down] Say Ollie?
- Oliver: What?
- Stan: Now that you've got your clothes off, why don't you take a bath?,
- Oliver: Would you mind leaving the room? Can't I ever have a little privacy?
- Stan: I was just trying to kill two birds with one stone.
- Mickey Finn: [in the living room] And I'll take care of those two bozos and get them out of town.
- Lola Marcel: [Stan opens the door and overhears Lola talking to Mickey] Don't worry, leave everything to me. I've done pretty good up to now, haven't I?
- Stan: You certainly have, I wish you were in my shoes.
- Mickey Finn: Eh-hrm, oh how about a drink on the house?
- Oliver: That suits me fine.
- Stan: How'd you get dressed so quick?
- Oliver: None of your business.
- [Finn goes to open his front door]
- Oliver: Goodbye Miss Roberts, and thanks for the use of your boudoir.
- Lola Marcel: You're very welcome.
- Stan: Goodbye. Now that you've got the mine, I bet you'll be a swell gold-digger.
- [Ollie pushes Stan out the door as Finn leaves the room]
- Lola Marcel: [Lola examines the deed as Finn re-enters the room a moment later, hiding the deed behind her back] What did you leave them for?
- Mickey Finn: I'll send her right up, you have her sign that deed over to us.
- Lola Marcel: Oh, don't worry about me, get those guys out of town, and pronto!
- Mickey Finn: All right!
- [Finn goes down to the saloon]
- Lola Marcel: What a cinch!
- Stan: [Ollie knocks on Mickey Finn's door] Who's there?
- Ollie: Me.
- Stan: Me, who?
- Ollie: [annoyed at Stan's response] "Me, who?"
- [Mickey Finn goes to the door, Ollie knocks on his head]
- Mickey Finn: Well - What do you want?
- Ollie: Out of my way, you snake in the grass!
- [Ollie brushes Finn aside]
- Stan: You toad in the hole.
- [Stan yanks Finn's necktie, Finn kicks Stan in retaliation]
- Lola Marcel: Say you slugs, what do you mean busting in here like this?
- Stan: We want to know why you are not Mary Roberts.
- Ollie: I'll take care of this matter.
- Lola Marcel: So you got wise, huh? Well, if it's this deed you're after, you're just out of luck.
- [Ollie grabs the deed from Lola, and a chase ensues]
- Lola Marcel: Give that back to me!
- Ollie: Take it, Stan!
- [Ollie pursues Mickey Finn]
- Ollie: Beat it!
- Maw: Have you seen my husband?
- Barfly: Yeah, there he is, over there.
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: [sings] Won't you be my ownsome / My little turtle dove?
- Paw - Bearded Miner at Saloon: [starts hugging the miner] Will I?
- [laughs, Lola goes back to the stage]
- Paw - Bearded Miner at Saloon: Waiter, I want a big bottle of wine, right over here! Come on, bring it over here, this beer's no good!
- [the miner's wife confronts him]
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: [continues singing] My loving honey man...
- Paw - Bearded Miner at Saloon: [closes his eyes, thinking he's kissing Lola] Sweetheart!
- [opens his eyes to discover he just kissed his wife, who escorts him out of the saloon]
- Paw - Bearded Miner at Saloon: Oh!
- Mickey Finn: Splendid. Splendid!
- Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: She fell for it, like you fell for me.
- Mickey Finn: Lola, my gal, we're sittin' pretty.