Smiles of a Summer Night (1955)

Frid: Look, little one, the summer night is smiling.

Petra: Just think, you’re a poet too.

Frid: Oh yes! The summer night has three smiles, and this is the first—between midnight and daybreak—when young lovers open their hearts and bodies. Can you see it back there at the horizon, a smile so soft that one has to be very quiet and watchful to see it at all?

Petra: The young lovers …

[…]

Frid: Now the summer night smiles its second smile:

for the clowns, the fools, the unredeemable.

Petra: Then she smiles for us.

Frid: Are you thirsty? Do you want a beer?

Petra: I said that she smiles for us.

Frid: I agree. (Drinks) Now she smiles for us.

Petra: Will you marry me?

Frid: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[…]

Petra: And then the summer night smiled for the third time.

Frid: For the sad, the depressed, the sleepless, the con­fused, the frightened, the lonely.

Ingmar Bergman, Sommarnattens leende