What are you doing?
Stop it! Stop it!
Give me those. You can't
photograph people like that.
Who says I can't?
I'm only doing my job.
Some people are bullfighters...
...some people are politicians.
I'm a photographer.
This is a public place. Everyone has
the right to be left in peace.
It's not my fault if there's no peace.
You know, most girls would pay me
to photograph them.
I'll pay you.
I overcharge.

Ron?
Something fantastic's happened.
Those photographs
in the park, fantastic!
Somebody was trying to kill
somebody else.
I saved his life.
Listen, Ron, there was a girl.
Ron, will you listen?
What makes it so fantastic--
Look, hang on, will you, Ron?
There's somebody at the door.

I saw a man killed this morning.
Where?
Shot.
In some sort of park.
Are you sure?
He's still there.
Who was he?
Someone.
How did it happen?
I don't know, I didn't see.
You didn't see.
No.
Shouldn't you call the police?
That's the body.
Looks like one of Bill's paintings.
Yes.
Will you help me?
I don't know what to do.
What is it?
I wonder why they shot him.
I didn't ask.
Hello, Ron?
Oh, hello, love. Is Ron there?
No, I just wanted to take
him somewhere. Where is he?
Okay, I'll fetch him there.
Bye-bye, love.
Give them the song again.
Ron.
Give me a minute, will you?
Ron.
Someone's been killed.
Now, would you--?
Okay.
Okay.
Listen.
Those pictures I took in the park--
I thought you were supposed
to be in Paris.
I am in Paris.
Here. Have a drag.
I want you to see the corpse.
We've got to get a shot of it.
I'm not a photographer.
I am.
What's the matter with him?
What did you see in that park?
Nothing.
Ron.

Michelangelo Antonioni / Tonino Guerra: Blow-Up (1966), movie script