Your panties.

Panties, Your Honor.

Mrs. Manion's panties.

Iíil eat your panties.

You mean my panties?

And panties made of...

Look, Thursday's panties are missing.

We didn't find the panties.

Do you always wear panties?

When were you given the panties?

Don't wear panties, dear, underneath your pajamas.

Who would steal childish panties like those?

What was the color of the panties?

Do you always wear panties, Mrs. Manion?

Now, Mr. Dancer, get off the panties.

I found a pair of women's panties.

perhaps you didn't put on any panties either?

Am I supposed to know about your panties?

When I'm sleepy, I only like cotton panties.

I only sold her a slip and some panties.

Your Honor, Mrs. Manion seems a little bit uncertain... about what kind of panties she was wearing... and since these panties have not been found...

What is it? I don't wear panties on exam day.

I could cat walk down a runway in zebra panties.

I had on a slip and panties and a bra.

There's a certain light connotation attached to the word panties.

Now, Mrs. Manion, I'm quite concerned about the lost panties.

When did you learn the significance of those panties? Here.

Remember that girl in pink panties with the big arse?

Look at how she lives. Socks and panties all mixed together.

Haven't you checked your lingerie to see which pair of panties is missing?

I was not given the panties, last night or at any other time.

The one with the window in the sun and the panties hanging out.

Sergeant Durgo, did you look for the panties elsewhere than the lane in the woods?

Do you know for a fact that Barney Quill dropped the panties down the chute...

On the night she was attacked, she was wearing panties... and that's all we're concerned with.

You told me not to put on my panties and bras in places you could see me!

A woman told me there, her mother used to tell her, Don't wear panties, dear, underneath your pajamas.

I must've been only half conscious, but I know that he tore my panties off... and did what he wanted.

Had you thought that perhaps someone else might have put the panties there someone who wanted them found in the laundry?

There isn't anything comic about a pair of panties... which figure in the violent death of one man... and the possible incarceration of another.

Some women are kept in military camps wearing nothing but panties, and are completely at the disposal of the soldiers, who rape them every day for months.

I used to work with a bunch of uptight religious people, so sometimes I didn't wear panties, and just had a big smile and chuckled to myself.

I gave the torn skirt and sweater to the police... and then I went with them up that lane into the woods to look for the panties.

I tied it up here, there is a tube going into my panties, while I'm walking, while I'm cycling, I made a press, doses of blood will go there.

And in the grip of what Mr. Biegler might call irresistible impulse... you rushed in here with the panties... because you wanted to crucify the character of the dead Barney Quill.