COVIELLE: I see, Sir, that you know me too well. DORANTE: Tell me what it is. COVIELLE: Come over here a little to make room for what I see coming. You can see part of the story, while I tell you the rest. (The Turkish ceremony for ennobling Monsieur Jourdain is performed in dance and music, and comprises the Fourth Interlude.) [The ceremony is a burlesque full of comic gibberish in pseudo-Turkish and nonsensical French, in which Monsieur Jourdain is made to appear ludicrous and during which he is outfitted with an extravagant costume, turban, and sword.] ACT FIVE SCENE I (Madame Jourdaine, Monsieur Jourdain) MADAME JOURDAIN: Ah, My God! Mercy! What is all of this? What a spectacle! Are you dressed for a masquerade, and is this a time to go masked? Speak then, what is this? Who has bundled you up like that? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: See the impertinent woman, to speak in this way to a Mamamouchi! MADAME JOURDAIN: How's that? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Yes, you must show me respect now, as I've just been made a Mamamouchi. MADAME JOURDAIN: What are you trying to say with your Mamamouchi? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Mamamouchi, I tell you. I'm a Mamamouchi. MADAME JOURDAIN: What animal is that? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Mamamouchi, that is to say, in our language, Paladin. MADAME JOURDAIN: Baladin! Are you of an age to dance in ballets? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: What an ignorant woman! I said Paladin. It's a dignity which has just been bestowed upon me in a ceremony. MADAME JOURDAIN: What ceremony then? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Mahometa-per-Jordina. MADAME JOURDAIN: What does that mean? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Jordina, that is to say, Jourdain. MADAME JOURDAIN: Very well, what of Jourdain? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Voler far un Paladina de Jordina. MADAME JOURDAIN: What? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Dar turbanta con galera. MADAME JOURDAIN: Which is to say what? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Per deffender Palestina. MADAME JOURDAIN: What are you trying to say? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Dara, dara, bastonnara. MADAME JOURDAIN: What jargon is this? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Non tener honta, questa star l'ultima affronta. MADAME JOURDAIN: What in the world is all that? MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: (Dancing and singing). Hou la ba, Ba la chou, ba la ba, ba la da. MADAME JOURDAIN: Alas! Oh Lord, my husband has gone mad. MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: (Leaving) Peace, insolent woman! Show respect to the Monsieur Mamamouchi. MADAME JOURDAIN: Has he lost his mind? I must hurry to stop him from going out. Ah! Ah! This is the last straw! I see nothing but shame on all sides. (She leaves.) Act FIVE SCENE II (Dorante, Dorimene) DORANTE: Yes, Madame, you are going to see the most amusing thing imaginable. I don't believe it would be possible to find in all the world another man as crazy as that one is. And then too, Madame, we must try to help Cleonte's plan by supporting his masquerade. He's a very gallant man and deserves our help. DORIMENE: I think highly of him and he deserves happiness.