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Excerpt from the Clemens-McNamee call (source: Patriot Act phonetap):
Clemens: Hey, Bri. Rocket here...
McNamee: Umm, Roger, are you sure that we should be talking?
Clemens: I had to let you know that what you said really stings, buddy. I mean, didn't I take good care of you, get you the job with the Yankees, give you new business?
McNamee: You were great, Roger. But if I lied, the Feds were going to bunk me with Greg Anderson. I hear that the dude snores and he is a lousy lay.
Clemens: Well, on Sunday night everyone will see that I am telling the truth. Mike Wallace is a tough interviewer and negotiator - he had me sign 100 baseballs for him.
McNamee: Got to go, Roger. Please don't call me again, ok?
Clemens: Call you? This conversation never took place...
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Roger: Hello?
McNamee: Hey there, it's me.
Roger: (coldly) What's up?
McNamee: Oh don't be that way. We can't let the press ruin what we once had.
Roger: I guess. It was special, wasn't it?
McNamee: Yeppers. I'm sorry that meanie George Mitchell used the Feds to strong arm me into telling the truth to them.
Roger: It's OK. I would have flipped on you, my wife and every kid I have that I named with the letter K as soon as I knew I could save my own hide.
McNamee: I know.
Roger: So now what?
McNamee: Well that depends on how bad you trashed me in the "60 Minutes" fluff job that's airing tonite.
Roger: Not too bad. I used the 'deny deny deny' approach and I hope everyone buys the the "B12 + Lidocaine" excuse. It's a new one, I think.
McNamee: Good, the gullible public will surely buy it. I mean, it's not like your performance spiked at a time when you should have been continuing to fade like Dan Duquette predicted.
Roger: Ha, that's a good one. Wanna come over and help me re-frost the tips of my hair?
McNamee: Sure, what are you wearing?
Roger: Cut-off t-shirt, pink Juicy sweats, Hannah Montana slippers.
McNamee: My favorites. Be right over.