grapher. they got a nice likeness of you down at police headquarters. lookit there, sergeant. great work, barney. you got him. oh, sergeant nelson of the city police -- my deputy, barney fife. congratulations, deputy. oh, uh...uh...uh... i'll take him off your hands. well, barn, you got your felony and you got your arrest. yeah. ying along. i knew all the time that, uh... there's no use pretending, andy. i had it all wrong. hey...who...? who what, barn? who's the guy in the closet? oh. well, uh... this won't be easy, barney [horses whinnying]