Something-Something In Need.

'Homeless in Need.'
'No, that's not it.'
'Sufferers from Hidden and Therefore Not Particularly Well-Publicised Afflictions in Need.'
'Shorter than that, Pooh. I should have got Tigger to repeat it. Might have made it worse, of course.'
'Poets in Need.'
'Good grief, no.'
'Latest In Long Line Of Governments Who Sit Back And Rub Their Hands While People They're Ripping Off In Other Ways Dig Deep In Their Own Pockets For Them...um, in Need.'
'Remember what we talked about, Pooh? The difference? He's not called Short John Silver; they aren't locked up in Short Lartin.'
'Oh, yes, yes...sorry.'
'If I could just remember one--'
'Celebrities With Mid-Career Flaggage Who Could Just As Easily Donate Anonymous--'
'Pooh! No, it's something to do with children...the kind of world they'll have to grow up in out there.'
'God Help The Children?'
'Closer.'
'Give Us A Hand To Beam Up The Children?'
'Ah...yes...Scotty In Need.'
'I knew we'd get there.'