This is... To the victor goes the spoils...

Hey, look at all that loot!

Yours the victory, yours... the spoils.

Let's get the loot

Frenchie, choose from these gewgaws.

They want loot, slaves, power!

Hey, Bennie. You got the loot?

Little of this dividend was channelled into development.

They dedicated some of the spoil won in battles to repair the house of Yahweh.

Out of the spoils won in battles did they dedicate to maintain the house of the LORD.

This is the portion of the spoils that I've chosen to be mine.

Have him sing the articles. A mate's share for all future purchases.

Be our ally, and you will have the honour of victory, and a share of the booty.

Let her go.

Tarzan, where are you going? Don't go.

If my leg goes, Rosie goes!

You better go. Don't go.

It's where you go to laugh, it's where you go to cry, where you go to experience and share

The star passed... it's going, going.

Once you go Harry, you don't go...

I told him, 'Let her go to sleep.' He let her go to sleep.

It's time to go. Do not go, Mrs. Anna.

Go away?

Oh, don't go yet. Please, don't go.

Article eight. Each captain has a right... to value all spoils before they are divvied up.

But when they go away, so does much of the drinking water.

Won't you go?

Where are you going?

Let her go!

Let her go.

She let her go.

Where are you going?

Where does it go?

Don't go.

You don't need him. Stay here.

Let her go!

Let her go.

There you go.

Go after her. Let her be.

Let her go.

Don't go

And where does it go?

Hey!

There you go.

There you go