They needed to present a coherent plan to the board, including a credible leader. With Shiv back, the siblings formed a powerful voting bloc. Matsson had “played her like a pregnant cello” … but now it was game on. When disbelieving Shiv confirmed that her name had been deleted from the draft deal announcement, there was an off-camera cry of “motherfucker!”. Saving his siblings from an excruciating dinnertime pitch by Munion’s friend Jonathan – who’d flown in from tax exile in Monaco – Kendall said Matsson was interviewing alternative CEOs. Misogynistic, much? He offered the US CEO gig to Tom, reasoning: “Why don’t I get the guy who put the baby inside her, instead of the baby lady?” He needed a “pain sponge” who could shield him from blowback and Tom had a high punishment threshold.Īs they celebrated with vodka shots, Greg slyly used an app to translate their Swedish chat about binning Shiv and fed the intel back to Kendall. Shiv was too pushy, too smart and their sexual chemistry was distracting. Even if he hung on to his job, his $200k salary (“the highest-paid assistant in human history”) would be decimated. Fearing he was failing the audition, Tom took out his frustrations on whipping boy Greg. “Take it like a man and eat it.”īack in Manhattan, Tom had his third “vibe-hang” with Matsson (“more hanging than a dictator’s birthday”). In contrast to Ken’s stress, Shiv was smug. Kendall arrived, shouting about the deal pivoting on Roman’s vote.

In tropical paradise, Lady Caroline looked after the “fragile” Roman the best way she knew how – by delegating it all to her husband Peter Munion (Pip Torrens). Ready for a Caribbean air-clear? … Lady Caroline.

Barb breaks the rules grand poo world