Men on the moon...

Tramp: Well, go on, do me in you bastard cowards! I don't want to live anyway, not in a stinking world like this!

Alex: Oh? And what's so stinking about it?

Tramp: It's a stinking world because there's no law and order anymore! It's a stinking world because it lets the young get on to the old, like you done. Oh, it's no world for an old man any longer. What sort of a world is it at all? Men on the moon, and men spinning around the earth, and there's not no attention paid to earthly law and order no more.