I'm gonna go in and change, pardon us.

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]