"I'm not sure I can keep the dough," Fred answered.
I phonied up some stuff on a computer, official-like, from the FBI receipting the dough and showed it to him I thought he bought it but I couldn't be sure.
Her husband doesn't care—he's got the dough so he closes the deal right there and the guy drives off in the Pace Arrow!
Where would he come up with that kind of dough to repay you?
Vinnie was desperate to place the blame for the missing dough on anyone but himself.
It's not that I can't use the dough but it bugs me, you know?
Since the Colombians and the family started feuding over that missing dough things have been happening.
Mr. Winston says you know the whole business— how the dough fell out of the sky.