Richie: Eddie, how did you get this drunk on one pound seventy-five? Eddie: There's a sale on at the chemists. Old Spice... 25p a bottle. The main argument represented in the collection is that, rather than economics and wealth, modern-style poverty is described by a "wildly dysfunctional set of values." [8] A number of chapters discuss the "ferocious young egoist" that is meant to represent male youths who are violent and obsessive toward their significant others. Dalrymple also writes about his views on the "destruction of...family ties," arguing that without family ties it is nearly impossible to rise out of the underclass. [13] These issues, among others, are described as resulting from the "intellectual foundation...[which] makes a permanent underclass possible." This is meant to be directed against intellectuals and liberals that form the many ideas absorbed into the mentality of the underclass. [14] The solutions to these problems may be obvious to some, but how bad it has to be before someone actually does something is anyone's guesss. It's worth noting that this book was published in 2001, and most essays were written in the 1990s -- as is evident in the sections that cover spousal/domestic abuse. In the pre-O.J. Simpson era, authorities in some places and times were much more lax in prosecuting domestic battery. In the U.S., the laws changed so that victims will have charges pressed on their behalf by the police -- and I hope it is that way in the U.K. at this point too. Richie and Eddie are trying to break into next door's flat. Eddie climbs across the outside wall to the bedroom window where he sees them having sex] Eddie: Bloody Nora! Richie: Shut up! Eddie: They're having it off! Richie: I'll be right over!

Spudgun: Oh, what's that smell? Eddie: That's lunch. Spudgun: Oh thank God for that. I thought I'd had an accident. Eddie: What's so great about being a nation of shopkeepers? Richie: What's so great about being a nation of shopkeepers? Eddie: Yeah. What's so great about it? Richie: Well it makes us superior to everyone else. Because we know how to run a corner shop.

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Mayall, Rik (2005). Bigger Than Hitler, Better Than Christ. Harper Entertainment. ISBN 978-0-007-20727-5.

Millar, John (10 December 1999). "From Hell to Paradiso". OK! Magazine . Retrieved 26 September 2022. Eddie looks in disgust at the tea Richie's made] Eddie: What's this? Richie: Elm tea. The gypsies swear by it. Eddie: I bet they do! I bet they say "What the bloody hell's this?!"Richard Richard: [Looks at the audience who seems to have taken Eddie's side] Right. Wanna give me the feedline again in front of all your friends? Richie’s version of ‘The Sailor’s Hornpipe’] Do your balls hang low? Can you swing ‘em to and fro? Can you tie ‘em in a knot? Can you tie ‘em in a bow? Do you get a funny feeling when they’re hanging from the ceiling? Oh you’ll never be a sailor if your balls hang low! Dalrymple, Theodore (2001). Life at the Bottom: The Worldview That Makes the Underclass. Ivan R. Dee. p.iv. ISBN 9781566633826 . Retrieved 6 September 2010. Immediately before they eat the Special K, Rik is spotted shoving a handful of fake teeth into his mouth.

The depraved world of Richie and Eddie continues in this live show. It was recorded on 18 June 1993 at the Mayflower Theatre in Southampton. and was the penultimate performance of the UK tour. The show allowed actors Rik Mayall and Ade Edmondson to shake off the bounds of BBC censorship and take the action to the next level. The tour took place after the conclusion of the second series of the TV show, and its subsequent popularity led the pair to write and film a third series before moving on to a second live tour. Many had bought land during Henry VIII's dissolution of the monasteries close dissolution of the monasteries Between 1536 and 1541, Henry VIII closed all of the monasteries in England and Wales. All of their land and buildings were sold.. Richie: I think there's someone in the drawing-room. Eddie: The what-room? Richie: The drawing-room. Eddie: I don't think I've been in there. What, you mean we've got a room just for drawing in? Richie: You're so common, aren't you? What do you call it, the snug or the saloon or something? Eddie: Oh, the lounge! Richie: That's it! Yes, the laaunge! There's someone down in the laaunge! Dalrymple worked in an inner city 'slum' hospital and prisons. His choice, so he obviously liked the patients and writes of the trials and tribulations that keep them living in such conditions, often contentedly because they know no better and don't know want to know either. He blames the socialist state and the modern no-blame, no-shame, no-judgement culture for this. This book is a compilation of short articles written by Dalrymple for the London "City Journal" between 1994 and 2001. All of them take as their theme the condition of the British underclass, something to which the author was (he recently retired) exposed directly to for decades, working as a physician in a slum hospital and in a nearby prison. From his tens of thousands of patients, the life of each of whom he explored (he was a psychiatrist, not that the vast majority of his patients had any mental illness), he extracted a clear view of their lives, and the lives of all those around them. As a result, this book is not so much a compilation of anecdotes, but the grasping of a pattern, offering heft equal to books that rely more on statistical social science, such as Charles Murray’s "Coming Apart," and more heft than books relying on news stories and abstract moralizing.

Breaking character, Ade admits to the crowd that he was born in Southampton. This is not true, as Ade was born in Bradford. In later shows during the same tour, he would tell the crowd he was born in the town they were performing in, presumably to get one over on Rik in terms of personal applause from the audience.