(during his talk to Opie and the town boys, Barney accidentally locks himself in the cell; the boys leave)
Andy: Well, got yourself a little incarcerated, didn't you?
Barney: (annoyed) Get the key.
Andy: No more carefree hours; no more doin' what you want to when you want to; no more peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Barney: Get the key.
Andy: I tell you what we'll do in your case, though. If you're good – if you're VERY good – we'll toss some peanuts in your cell and you can jump up and down on 'em and make your own peanut butter.
Barney: Are you gonna get the key.
Barney: Open this door!
Andy: Oh, you figure you've paid your debt to society. Oh, alright, we'll, uh, we'll let you out. (opens cell) Alright, you can go. But remember: it is definitely NO FUN when that iron door clangs shut on you.
Barney: (irritated; storms out) You belong in the funny papers, you know that. Get you a wig and a dress and you're another Emmy Schmaltz!