(Philosophy Master, Music Master, Dancing Master, Fencing Master, Monsieur Jourdain, Lackeys)
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Aha! Monsieur Philosopher, you come just in time with your philosophy. Come, make a little peace among these people.
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       What's happening? What's the matter, gentlemen.
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       They have got into a rage over the superiority of their professions to the point of injurious words and of wanting to come to blows.
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       What! Gentlemen, must you act this way? Haven't you read the learned treatise that Seneca composed on anger? Is there anything more base and more shameful than this passion, which turns a man into a savage beast? And shouldn't reason be the mistress of all our activities?
       DANCING MASTER
       Well! Sir, he has just abused both of us by, despising the dance, which I practice, and music, which is his profession.
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       A wise man is above all the insults that can be spoken to him; and the grand reply one should make to such outrages is moderation and patience.
       FENCING MASTER
       They both had the audacity of trying to compare their professions with mine.
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       Should that disturb you? Men should not dispute amongst themselves about vainglory and rank; that which perfectly distinguishes one from the other is wisdom and virtue.
       DANCING MASTER
       I insist to him that dance is a science to which one cannot do enough honor.
       MUSIC MASTER
       And I, that music is something that all the ages have revered.
       FENCING MASTER
       And I insist to them that the science of fencing is the finest and the most necessary of all sciences.
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       And where then will philosophy be? I find you all very impertinent to speak with this arrogance in front of me, and impudently to give the name of science to things that one should not even honor with the name of art, and that cannot be classified except under the name of miserable gladiator, singer, and buffoon!
       FENCING MASTER
       Get out, you dog of a philosopher!
       MUSIC MASTER
       Get out, you worthless pedant!
       DANCING MASTER
       Get out, you ill-mannered cur!
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       What! Rascals that you are ... (The philosopher flings himself at them, and all three go out fighting).
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Monsieur Philosopher!
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       Rogues! Scoundrels! Insolent dogs!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Monsieur Philosopher!
       FENCING MASTER
       A pox on the beast!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Gentlemen!
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       Impudent rogues!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Monsieur Philosopher!
       DANCING MASTER
       The devil take the jackass!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Gentlemen!
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       Villains!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Monsieur Philosopher!
       MUSIC MASTER
       To the devil with the impertinent fellow!
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Gentlemen!
       PHILOSOPHY MASTER
       Rascals! Beggars! Traitors! Impostors! (They leave).
       MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
       Monsieur Philosopher, Gentlemen! Monsieur Philosopher! Gentlemen! Monsieur Philosopher! Oh! Fight as much as you like. I don't know what to do, and I'll not spoil my robe to separate you. I would be a fool to go among them and receive some damaging blow.

The Cast
act one
   Scene I
   Scene II
act two
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
act three
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI
   Scene VII
   Scene VIII
   Scene IX
   Scene X
   Scene XI
   Scene XII
   Scene XIII
   Scene XIV
   Scene XV
   Scene XVI
act four
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
act five
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI