Roger Federer-Rafael Nadal Lockeroom Chat

Somewhere between matches in a certain tournament, Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal may have had this verbal exchange:

Nadal: Hola Rog! 

Federer: Hi Rafa.

Nadal: Jou feeling better dese days? 

Federer: I am fine. Why?

Nadal: De last I see jou, jou cry like a bambino, no?

Federer: Uh, you are speaking about the Australian Open.

Nadal: Jes, de tournament dat I wun and dat jou rained on.

Federer: Listen here you little rump-scratcher.

Nadal: Rum-scratcher?(Looks around) Puede cualquier persona traducir? Sorry Rog. I hef no idea what dat is. So, you tink you gonna whip my famous ass in de finals?

Federer: You know it.

Nadal: Just in case I win, I bring you someteeng.

Federer: What?

Nadal: A box of teasuse.

Federer: Very funny and I will bring you something.

Nadal: Que?

Federer: Your uncle Tony's underwear so you can have a better fit.

Nadal: Jes, Mirka gonna love dat.

Federer: You bastard! And in case you don't know that English word, "hibrido!"  I looked that up. You have me soooo angry. I am going to take you to five sets at the French Open!

Nadal: Oh Roger, jou got sense of umor when jou mad.

Federer: I am not mad.

Nadal: Jes, you har

Federer: No, I am not.

Nadal: Jes.

Federer: Alright I am mad.

Nadal: See, I win again. Roger, no cry heh?

Federer: That's it. I will see you in the tiebreak of the fifth set of the French and you better hope my first serve breaks down like it did in the Australian Open. 

Nadal: Fine with me but jou know what I always say at end of da French Open.

Federer: What?

Nadal: Tankyuverymuch.

Federer: Yes I have to admit that your speeches say it all.

Nadal: No. My playing say it all!

Federer: Oh, join a toastmasters club already!

Nadal: Tankyuverymuch. I say dat when I hef no more English.

Federer: Whatever.

Nadal: Tankyuverymuch!

Federer: Shut up already!

Nadal: Rog, jou know I tank los of people for my six grandslam; my uncle Tony, my family, but I forget one person to tank.

Federer: Who is that?

Nadal: Jou, Roger!

Federer: Me? Well, um, that is nice.

Nadal: Jes, jou da bes player in heestory. Let me win all six, haha.

Federer: God, this is killing me!

Nadal: Tankyouverrymuch!

Federer: Okay I am out of here.

Nadal: Tankyouverymuch!

(Federer leaves while Nadal keeps saying "Tankyouverymuch" to himself alone in the locker room.)