Act,  scene

 1    1,   1|   rupture with this sneaking scoundrel.~Dorine~Besides, ’tis downright
 2    3,   1|      everywhere proclaimed a scoundrel,~If any reverence or power
 3    3,   4|     purpose to confound this scoundrel’s pride~And grant me means
 4    3,   6|   call me traitor,~Abandoned scoundrel, thief, and murderer;~Heap
 5    3,   6|   you ...~Orgon~Silence, you scoundrel!~[To Tartuffe]~Brother,
 6    3,   6|      pardon of that cheating scoundrel ... ?~Orgon~Do you resist,
 7    3,   7| which he drove away his son]~Scoundrel! I wish I’d never let you
 8    4,   5|   right with Heaven.~[’Tis a scoundrel speaking.]5~There is a science,
 9    5,   2|  Damis~What! father, can the scoundrel threaten you,~Forget the
10    5,   3|  guard ourselves against the scoundrel’s threats.~Damis~You think
11    5,   6|   armed; and this is how the scoundrel~Seeks to secure the property
12    5,   7|  before our monarch’s eyes~A scoundrel known before by other names,~