Tommy: You know what my first memory of you is, Flynn? My very first?
I was in the third grade, so you must’ve been in first. And they had you down at the principal’s office in a rage.
Remember?
‘Cause somehow, you managed to take the earthworms from the science room, and dumped them in the woods. Couldn’t bear to have the fifth graders dissecting them.
Made quite the impression, I’ll tell you what.
My uncle had a saying, how people are a lot like onions. One skin grows over another, year by year. Which would mean that little girl, who freed all them worms…
… she’s still inside you.
And I can’t help but feeling I ought to protect her if I can.
But I need your help.
Flynn: I’m sorry , Tommy.
Guess you better … head on home.
Based on the same name fiction by William Gibson in 2014. A weirdly good reflection on my recent life.