A high profile leak out of ASIO has seen transcripts of two phone calls from rugby player agent Richard Colreavy land exclusively on our desks at Green and Gold Rugby.
The first is between Richard and a client whom we can’t identify. MrTimms and I have taken some inspiration from the pioneers at A Current Affair in presenting written material and duly hired actors to re-enact the conversation.
The second transcript appears to be between Richard and a highly ranked ARU official. Thanks to RugbyReg for putting this together:
JON: How much? Quick!
Colreavy: What?
JON: It’s for the Reds.
Colreavy: Oh. $700,000.
JON: Right.
Colreavy: What?
JON: (putting down $700,000) There you are.
Colreavy: Wait a moment.
JON: What?
Colreavy: We’re supposed to haggle.
JON: No, no, I’ve got to …
Colreavy: What do you mean, no?
JON: I haven’t time, I’ve got to get …
Colreavy: Give him back then.
JON: No, no, I paid you.
Colreavy: LEAGUE!
(The NRL appears. It is very big.)
NRL: Yeah?
Colreavy: This bloke won’t haggle.
JON: (looking around) Where are the media?
JON: Oh, all right … I mean do we have to …
Colreavy: Now I want seven ‘undred for that …
JON: I gave you seven hundred.
Colreavy: Now are you telling me that’s not worth $700,000?
JON: No.
Colreavy: Look at the quality, that’s none of yer Barnes.
JON: Oh … I’ll give you 650 then.
Colreavy: No, no. Do it properly.
JON: What?
Colreavy: Haggle properly. He isn’t worth 650.
JON: You just said it was worth 700.
Colreavy: LEAGUE!
JON: I’ll give you 300.
Colreavy: That’s more like it.
(outraged) 300!? Are you trying to insult me? Me? With a poor dying
grandmother…300!?!
JON: 350.
Colreavy: Now you’re getting it. 350!?! Did I hear you right? 350? He
cost me 400. You want to ruin me?
JON: 450.
Colreavy: 450!
JON: 500?
Colreavy: No, no, no. You go to 475 now.
JON: 475.
Colreavy: 475, are you joking?
JON: That’s what you told me to say.
(Colreavy registers total despair.)
Tell me what to say. Please.
Colreavy: Offer me 500.
JON: I’ll give you 500.
Colreavy: (to onlookers) He’s offering me 500 for Quade!
JON: 550.
Colreavy: 600. My last word. I won’t take a penny less, or strike me
dead.
JON: 560.
Colreavy: Done. (He grasps JON’s hand and shakes it.) Nice to do business
with you. Tell you what, I’ll throw in this as well. (He gives
JON Richard Brown)
JON: I don’t want it, but thanks.
Colreavy: LEAGUE!
NRL: (reappearing rapidly) Yes?
JON: All right! All right!! Thank you.
Colreavy: Where’s the 560 then?
JON: I already gave you 700.
Colreavy: Oh yes … that’s 140 I owe you then. (starts looking for change)
JON: It’s all right, it doesn’t matter.
Colreavy: Hang on.
JON: It’s all right, that’s 140 for Brown — that’s fine!
Colreavy: 140 for the Brown. 140!!!! Look at him, that’s worth 200 if it’s
worth a shekel.
JON: You just gave it to me for nothing.
Colreavy: Yes, but he’s *worth* 200.
JON: All right, all right.
Colreavy: No, no, no. It’s not worth 200. You’re supposed to argue. “What?
200 for him, you must be mad!”
(Jon pays 200, runs off with Quade to the waiting media.)
Ah, well there’s one born every minute.
