says here a fellow by the name of "gitto." "g-u-i--t" we got one. we got one of them fuckers, we got one. we got one of them fuckers, sheriff, out by cow creek, we. hell, yeah. a bunch of us bar t boys went out lookin' on account of them killin' one of our own. we come across this fucker on a roan goin' south an'. no. but i guess he will soon enough. had a spencer rifle on him an' he was. uh. a little, maybe.