...and speaking of people being killed, the group comes in to see a very nervous Pryce, but not before Hooker enters first and somewhat endearingly reminds him to lose the glasses. Pryce is delighted when Powell and Ford shower him with compliments on his performance, but when he removes the contents of a large box they brought in for him, he finds a large stuffed cobra. I'm going to guess on general principles that that's not a good thing. Indeed, Powell answers his question: "It's for our snake charmer. We're sending you to Bombay." He explains they're hoping he'll work his magic there as well as he did in New York, but Pryce isn't mollified, sniffing that perhaps he needn't bother finding a place for the gift if he'd just going to be moving again. Ford: "Don't pout. One of your greatest qualities is that you always do what you're told." This moment effectively illustrates a cultural difference between Britain and America, as I think just about all of the latter's males would punch any superior that told him not to pout. In fact, we might still be united with them if George III hadn't told the colonists not to pout over taxation without representation. Pryce feebly tries to argue that his wife and son just got settled in their current locale, but Mr. Sheffield didn't become a big Broadway producer by listening to his underlings' sensitivities, so it's time for Pryce to pack his bags and flute.
In the conference room, Ford has just wrapped up whatever it was he was talking about, and he gives the floor to MacEndrick, who first says they'll miss Pryce, but "our loss is India's gain." Powell looks like he's feeling late for the bar, a sentiment which after the day I've had I can get behind, while Don and Roger exchange uncertain side-eyes about the news before joining in the applause. Heh. MacEndrick then puts the new org chart onto the overhead projector, which has Ford as the head of the place (although it's not clear whether they mean him to stay in New York full time), and a "triumvirate" of people just below -- MacEndrick as the COO, Don as the Creative Director, and Bertram the Chairman Emeritus -- who will oversee three "streamlined" departments, Creative/Art/Copy, headed by Don as mentioned, Accounts, still helmed by Pete and Ken jointly, and Television/Media now being its own entity and run by Harry. Before MacEndrick gets any further, though, Bertram barks that Roger is not on the chart at all, and hilariously, MacEndrick takes another look at the chart like that wasn't completely intentional. For his part, Roger pipes up, "It's true!" like he hadn't noticed either until Bertram said something, which suggests to me that if he ever gets in trouble with the law, he shouldn't argue in his own defense. MacEndrick, however, smoothly motors right past the awkward moment and says he likes open communication instead of memos handed down from on high (way to keep jabbing Pryce out the door), and just like that, he leads the Brits and some of the Americans right on out of the meeting to take the news to the people. Left behind are Don, Bertram, Pete, Roger, and Harry, the last of which asks what the hell just happened. Pete: "They reorganized us, and you're the only one in this room who got a promotion." And good for him, but he'll probably figure out how not to get a raise out of the deal. Bertram puts a hand on Don's arm and apologizes for his "wild imagination," and Don really does look quite bummed. On the other hand, this season has been suggesting to me that he might strike out on his own soon, and given that I love being right I'm glad they kept the dream alive.