What a cinch!

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!