Now we know what he got for the radio

Animal:
[finding a pair of pantyhose in Sefton's foot locker]
For crying out loud. What would he be doing with these? Duke:
Suppose you ask me. Go on, ask me. Because I got the goods on Mr. Sefton. Because this time, he didn't shake me. [setting up the telescope at the window] Duke:
Take a look for yourself. It'll curdle your guts. Animal:
[realizing]
The Russian women! Hoffy:
[ushering him out of the way]
Get away. Duke:
Here, try the end window, where the candy is. Shapiro:
Come on, Hoffy, we all want to see. Hoffy:
How'd he get over there? Duke:
Easy. Walked right through the gate, past the guard, like he was some Kraut field marshal. Hoffy:
Now we know what he got for the radio