The bottle went back up the table and disappeared into the captain's pocket.

I just wanted to get up and leave; my bottle was going.

People who know a wine inside out sense when a bottle goes even a little awry.

The bottle went around once, each of them taking a drink.

The bottle went the rounds, though all did not drink.

And a bottle of scotch isn't going to get them out.

The bottle went onto the table, next to the flutes he'd brought.

"Okay, me and my bottle will go have our own party."

The bottle of vodka goes the round for the last time.

The bottle went back and forth until the world became a bit hazy.