mr. strome says those words. - what would he give away about himself? - well, now mr. strome, if i knew that, i'd be your man, wouldn't i? but your question... what would he give away about himself? let me see... you're obviously looking for a man. you don't know who he is. he's in this area, he rides a black horse. and you think he's responsible for the death of a woman, right? - my wife. he was wearing a black shirt - neither do i. - one of you is lying. - well, maybe if you'll tell us a little more, the two who aren't lying could be of some help. i'll give you a start. i remember reading about your wedding. a little more than two years ago, wasn't it? she was a young girl. a member of an old spanish family in san antonio. vasquez. - i was punching cows up in san anton at the time of the wedding. it was a big do. - you knew maria? you know better than that. - the daughter of vasquez? she wouldn't spit on a $22 a month cowhand. - everybody in san antonio knew of the family, strome. - that's a prominent family. why, i sold her father two custom-made rifles... et her. -