[TINA, spoken]
Brom!

[BROM, spoken]
Tina!

[FIRST GIRL, spoken]
Oh, Governor Stuyvesant?

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Yes?

[FIRST GIRL, spoken]
Don't forget, handsome excellency, that there is one maiden in New Amsterdam who is alive to the solid virtues of being the Governor's lady. Even if Tina isn't. 

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Ah!

[SECOND GIRL, spoken]
More than one such maiden, sir. 

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Oh, ho!

[THIRD GIRL, spoken]
Oh, Governor? Me too. 
[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Oh, my fair young friends, you warm my heart. 

(sung)
Oh, it's a long, long time
From May to December
And the days grow short
When you reach September

And I'm not quite equipped
For the waiting game
But I have a little money
And I have a little fame

And the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days
I'd spend with you
These precious days I'd spend with you

(spoken)
And before I forget it, to you, Washington Irving. Speaking about raising up a generation of descendants that won't take orders. 

[IRVING, spoken]
Yes, sir?
[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Maybe I could qualify. I was never able to take orders. 

[IRVING, spoken]
That's how you tell an American!