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.