Sam doesn’t keep the money. They create a trust: half to the families of the tenants who lived in Arthur’s unsafe buildings (now condemned), half to a restorative justice fund. They keep nothing.
“We did what we had to do. Clara, you had nowhere else to go. Julian, you would have been in jail by thirty. Sam, you got to play moral superior because you ran away. Who stayed? Who cleaned up the mess?” Ollando A Mama Dormida Comic Incesto Milftoon
The family assembles in Arthur’s dark, wood-paneled study. The air smells of old cigars and resentment. Margaret sits in Arthur’s vacant chair, a cameo brooch pinching her throat. Sam doesn’t keep the money