Mad Men Power Rankings, Week 14: 'It's Not Starting Over. It's Just Starting.'

4. Pete Campbell (up) Last week: 6

"Seven and a half million in accounts, and I can't even get my own table to work on? I just get the bad end of this one, while she gets all that space on the good end?" Oh, Pete, never change! Also, it was really charming the way that, after Joan good-naturedly hung a hand-made Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce sign on the wall of the suite as a morale-booster, you scribbled "Campbell" on the tail end, reminding everyone of why you agreed to come along. They might not have a lobby, but if there are going to be any names on the wall, the Campbell name's gonna be right there with them. Seven and a half million in accounts. That counts for something.

Also, f*ck Harry Crane for getting a television. Yeah, he needs it to work, but still.

5. Peggy Olson (even) Last week: 5

She knew this nooner was going to be a little tense. She packed some older clothes for this one, an outfit she wouldn't mind losing to Duck's lustful, at times crazed, chomping, and changed into them in the hotel lobby bathroom before heading upstairs. Luckily, they didn't get into her new job before the go-around, even though there seemed to be something almost punitive in the way Duck pumped away at her. But afterwards, there was all the wheedling about how she was blowing such a great career opportunity by sticking with Draper, how all his promises about valuing her were just going to be so much hot air, and how Duck really did want her for her talent, and not for these romps, as nice as the romps were. But she explained that she made her choice, she gathered the now-shredded cardigan and skirt she'd come with, and changed back into her still-intact work outfit. She's sticking with Don. He values her, he really does. Understand that.

Same time on Wednesday, right?

6. Joan Holloway (up) Last week: Unranked

Dr. Dumbfingers is off at basic training, embarking on the first steps of a doomed medical career that will likely end after stumbling over a tripwire while trying to reach a felled infantryman in the jungle outside of Khe Sanh. (Is it weird that he hasn't called too often? Must be really busy at the barracks.) But Joanie's back where she belongs, making everyone's lives run more smoothly in Room 435, at least until she can set them up in a proper space. Hire some girls to answer the phones, take some dictation, fetch the dry-cleaning. Just like how it used to be.

But for now, it's all about being there for Don, Roger, and Lane. Even that awful Pete, who treats her like a maid. He's just going to drop his sandwich wrapper on the ground and expect her to clean up after him? She picked it up, all right, and threw it right back on his lap. And bent over slowly, knowing that Roger had a view. He's been so sweet. Nothing wrong with giving him a little something to look at and remember the good old days, before Greg and Jane. All in the name of a happy workplace.

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