glad to know you frank.
speaking of production control?
frank.  this is a crackerjack. they're just tickled to death in toledo.
tell you something, frank. i'm a little sore at bandy for the way he's kept you under a bushel all these years. this place okay, for you?
one thing interests me, frank, and one thing only: selling the electronic computer to the american businessman.
that's why i'm assembling a team. men like you, not your average salesmen.  it'll mean more money, and i got to be honest, maybe more of a time commitment. but you'll be part of something exciting, wheeler.  computers.
bart!
can't say that i do. relation of yours?
earl wheeler.  earl wheeler.
well, i'm sure he was a good man.
another outfit?
now look, frank. is it a question of money? because if it is, there's no reason we can't get together on a satisfactory 
a personal thing? i see. frank.  let me tell you something my father told me.  a man only gets a couple chances in life. if he doesn't grab `em by the balls, it won't be long before he finds himself sitting around wondering how he got to be second rate.
so, do me a favor.  sleep on it. discuss it with your wife. because let's face it: where the hell would any of us be without our wives, anyway?
and frank, in all sincerity, if you do decide to join us, i believe it'll be a thing you'll never regret.
and i believe something else, too. i believe it'd be a fine memorial to your dad.