After a too-close-for-comfort encounter with the corrupt cops of Shelby Springs, former Marine Terry Richmond and morally upright court clerk Summer McBride regroup to form a new plan. The evidence they need is in the court house’s basement, and the day’s fading hours might be their last chance to retrieve it.
As they’re about to set off, Summer hesitates for a moment. Terry asks if she wants to continue. “Just have a feeling tonight’s going to get pretty dark,” Summer says. Fully aware of what’s to come, Terry merely asks: “Isn’t that what nights do?”
In truth, both protagonists of Rebel Ridge have known all along: “The more I keep digging, the more dangerous this will become—but I can’t walk away.” Sure enough, more danger, more violence, more close encounters follow, but at the same time, we all know the night is darkest before the dawn.
When you’re not sure where you’re headed, trust your inner compass. A lack of vision and a lack of direction are two separate things. Nights get dark by design, and even though they can be scary, if we hold on to our light, the sun shall always rise tomorrow.