María, fetch me some dry socks.

No stockings at all? But you're coming?

My socks and suspenders, where is she?

He takes her slip, stockings, washes them, hangs them up to dry.

What are you doing? Her socks...

Don't you cowpokes ever wear any socks?

Sorry, but could you take your socks off?

Socks, fine.

And your socks.

Just because a man puts on socks and comes to lunch...

She draws on her socks.

She put on socks.

And he's actually wearing socks.

Which is like yellow, this one.

Take off your socks.

There is a hole in your sock.

And I washed your socks out.

Those stockings were yours?

I knew when he came home with a pair of green socks she'd knitted for him.

You've got a big hole in your sock.

I'll get the socks I washed for you.

These dirty socks stink.

He doesn't even wear socks.

Of course, there will be time for all that later in your life, after you come out of your room and begin to blossom, or at least pick up all your socks.

He had his socks on inside out.

My shoes and stockings are soaked.

And these silly old socks.

Tom sleeps with his socks on.

Shirts, suits, coats, socks.

Let's see those socks.

The night watchman had caught an employee who was stealing socks it was a hosiery mill, and he simply backed a truck up to the loading dock and was shoveling in mountains of socks.

If we were only up in Boston, we could see a lot of the Red Sox together.

She threw off her shoes and socks in anger.

This is the sound of a dirty sock.

Ah, cigarettes, stockings. This is big, Anna!

I assume the gentleman will wear socks.

She's not dancing.

The white stockings too, and the blue shoes with the pearls.

Put these on. Dry your feet well.

Here are your clean socks, Fred.

Oh, no, on your legs. I'm in the hosiery business.

Silk socks with a tweed jacket!

Your socks should be washed. I would see that you have two pairs.

Gotta get your underwear washed and your socks darned.

I'm not wounded or sick, I give up smoking, have only one pair of socks, and roll up my robe myself.