Len compliments him on stepping out with his heels, which he always looks for. He liked the solo section, too, and the turns. He says there were a couple of "incidents with the arms." When the audience boos, he says "Don't hold a grudge with the judge."
Bruno praises him for taking their past criticisms to heart. And that the incidents were there, but he still achieved a lot with the dance. Carrie Ann says that when he worked on his core, his "posture blossomed." Sounds like a medical condition to me, Inaba.
Scores: Carrie Ann: 8; Len: 7; Bruno: 8
D. L. Hughley & Cheryl Burke: Foxtrot
D. L. says the best year of his life was 8th or 9th grade when he was "sweet and innocent." He adds that "nothing says Compton like the foxtrot." Oh dear. Cheryl's making this the "nerd gets the hot girl" dance. I hate this trope. Cheryl says his solo is "going to be all about [bleep] but in a nice way." Oh my.
They're dancing to Etta James' "I Just Want to Make Love to You." It starts with D. L. on a bench and Cheryl takes up a lot of time getting him off the bench and then dancing around him as he stands there. His solo involves going up to the judges' table for some bump and grind punctuated with a classic "kiss my a--" gesture and then crawling on the dance floor.
It's not terrible — not as bad as last week — and they did a better job of selling it as entertainment.
Bruno says "tough love" works for him. And is giving him an "extra point for the butt because that. Really. Worked." Carrie Ann is happy and giggling. D. L. says, "You know in the best year of my life, Len wasn't there." Len admires his spirit and that this routine had far more content and the fun: intensity ratio is better. Len also adds that he's heard D. L. rehearsed more this week and that showed. D. L. tells Tom that the foxtrot is "a dance for people who got divorced and still have to dance at their kid's wedding." Ha!
Scores: Carrie Ann: 7; Len: 7; Bruno: 7
D. L. has fallen to the floor in shock and then says, "That's higher than my SAT score." And then Brooke tells him he's on her dress. Live in the moment, Brooke, you harshed the funny.
Kellie Pickler & Derek Hough: Rhumba
This routine is going to be to a song by Kellie's husband, Kyle Jacobs, because he's the best thing that ever happened to her. She explains that her dad struggled with alcoholism and addiction and that her mom hasn't really been in her life. Dang, she kind of had to grow up to be a country singer, right?
She explains that they'd planned a big, elaborate wedding but at the last minute decided to run away and get married by themselves on an island in the Caribbean.
Jacobs is singing the song for them, with his guitar. Rhumba's generally bore the bejabbers out of me, and even though this one is good, I'm still not a rhumba fan. Kellie's solo involves a little too much rolling on the floor, and at one point, she's in the exact pose as the lady on the mudflaps on trucks. She walks up and gives her husband a big smooch and Tom has to hurry her and Derek back down to get the judges' critiques.
Carrie Ann says Kellie "makes the most beautiful pictures with [her] body." However, she adds that some of the movements were a little clipped. Len agrees that it was a little staccato at time and needed more fluidity. Bruno calls it beautiful.
Scores: Carrie Ann: 9; Len: 9; Bruno: 9
Tom sets up Lisa, last to perform, by explaining that she fainted during rehearsal on Friday. He tells us we'll find out after the commercial break if she's going to dance. He adds, "I hope so. Otherwise we've got a lot of time to kill."
Lisa Vanderpump & Gleb Savchenko: Cha-Cha-Cha
Tom can rest easy: Lisa is going to dance after all. Lisa explains that her schedule is ridiculously demanding and it's cutting into her dancing time.
Her most memorable year was the year her daughter Pandora (really?!) got married, because it meant her daughter needed her mommy again and it brought them closer. Needed Mommy's checkbook, am I right? I kid, I kid.