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Did you make that?
Yes, that's an old costume. You didn't make that.
I wouldn't say it's old. I didn't say I made it.
But did she wear it at her other studio?
No.
You just had that hanging in your closet?
-Well, maybe it wasn't mine. -Maddie, move your hair.
Maybe it was someone else's that lent it to me.
-Hello. -Hello!
Jill, let me see her costume.
Okay, this is the white costume.
Okay. Okay. You did not whip that up last night.
Oh, I never said I whipped it up last night.
You didn't say, "Go home and whip up," ...
I'm not Becky Home-ecky. I don't whip up costumes.
Where did that costume come from?
Because it's obviously not pieces
of something you pulled together.
I just wanted to use ...
-This is a costume ... -... pieces that you had at home
and come up with something at the last minute.
-This is what I came up with. -Well, whose is that, may I ask?
This is Kendall's costume.
You have not seen her in this costume.
Somebody somewhere has seen her in it.
Kendall's old costume. It's Kendall's costume now.
It's not one of her old costumes.
I'm trying to teach the children a lesson.
They don't need a $500 costume to win.
You have something at home, make it work.
-It's not about winning. -That's ...
It's about what I want to put my daughter in.
No, it's about what I want to put your daughter in.
-Whipped up costume ... -Go look at what you have.
Figure it out. Put it on the kid.
-That's what I did. -That looks like a wedding gown.
Brooke went out there in a $30 leotard ...
-And she did great. -... and danced beautifully.
I can't believe you guys wouldn't back me up on this.
Because we're following the rules. You're not!
She's going out there in the gymnasium in her costume
that I brought for her.
-You're looking me in the eye. -This is her costume.
Has she ever worn that costume in a competition
or a stage or show
or a showcase or performance or a school gig or anything else?
Yes, but you haven't seen her in it.
None of you have seen her in it.
I don't care. Somebody else in the world did.
-What are you doing? -I'm ... I'm leaving!
You don't want me here.
I'll just make it easier for you.
No! We want you here. We want you to play by the rules.
-Whatever. -The reason, Jill ...
Whatever! I'll pack my bags and go home right now!
Is that what ... Would that make you guys all really happy?
No, that would not make me happy.
Because that's what I'm doing!
And you know who's going to lose?
I'm sick of this [BLEEP].
-Your ... it's going to be ... -I'm done!
It's going to be your child that loses out.
I'm done! Good for you!
-It's your daughter. -Jill is throwing shoes,
and she's cursing, and all I'm thinking is,
"You are so hard to take seriously wearing that hat."
-Good for you! -It's your daughter.
Yep. You know what? You're exactly right.
It's supposed to be about the kids.
Let her wear the [BLEEP] damn costume!
The moms' assignment was grab a few pieces together,
take some shorts and a crop top,
trim them up a little bit and make a costume.
She had to go above and beyond and try to outdo everyone.
Well, you know what? It backfired on her.
Please do this for Kendall.
She's going to be so broken hearted.
I'm not putting her in a piece of [BLEEP] costume.
-Put some ... -I'm not doing it.
And I'm not going to let them and Abby win over this.
I'm not going to let them.
Don't worry about them because they did this to me.
Okay?
They don't do that to me anymore.
I'm really shocked that Jill flipped out at Abby
the way she did, and I'm sure she's going to regret it.
I just think that she was at her wit's end,
and she doesn't understand the way our studio runs.
Where's Abby, girls? Did you see her?
See, what does she do?
Well, she's not dancing because I'm not putting her
in a piece of [BLEEP]
that Abby wants me to put her in.
At this point, I'm done.
I'm not going to stick around and let them belittle me
and belittle my daughter over a stinking costume.
I'm packing my stuff up, and I'm leaving.
They won't have to deal with me anymore.
Okay. I love you, honey.
-Mom, can ... -Maddie, go with her.
-Kendall K, come here, babe. -Is she getting dressed?
Come on. Get your jacket and your boots. Let's go.
-Maddie, help her. -It's going to be okay, Kendall.
Why are you going to make her leave?
She's with her friends.
-Why? -[Indistinct]
Do you really need to ask why? I think you know why.
We will go sit in the auditorium,
and we will support our friends like our friends support us.
Let's go.
We come all this way, and these witches won't get off my back.
Kendall is not dancing. End of story. Not having it.
When you're older, you will understand
that you need to stand up for what you think is right,
and what they are doing to us right now is not right.
But I want to dance.
I know you want to dance, honey.
We came all this way for you to dance.
I want you to dance too.
-But why am I not dancing? -But it's not happening.
Let's go.
All right. How's everybody doing?
Yes? What's behind you. It looks like there's blue
sticking out of the sides of you.
-It's a heating pad. -Ow.
A heating pad?
Abby pushes these girls to be as professional as possible.
Sometimes when you're an athlete,
you have to perform even if there's pain,
and these girls have to learn how to dance through the pain.
She's having a lot of back and hip pain.
The hip pain maybe
you're working really hard in ballet class.
You're using muscles that you never used before.
You're starting to use the inner thigh
instead of grabbing on top.
So I'm just trying to keep her not freaking out about it.
I told her she can dance. She can dance through the pain.
There's a big difference between being sore and being injured.
Injured, you should not dance.
Sore, you have to work through the pain.
I knew it was coming.
You know as a mom you just have those moments,
and you just know something is going to happen?
During rehearsal, Nia is running your dance.
When you dive walk,
that right foot has to stay turned up.
She got a couple corrections. That got her flustered.
She couldn't remember part of her dance,
and I could just see something is not right.
You'll do well. It's okay.
You're going to do fine, sweetie.
It'll be okay. Stay focused.
Apply your corrections. You're going to be fine.
We're heading to the gymnasium floor.
We get to the door, and Nia just has a panic attack.
She breaks down. I'm like, "Oh, my goodness.
This child is not going to perform today.
There's no way I'm going to get her on that stage.
What am I going to do?" Calm down. Calm down. Nia.
Come here. Come here. You are a survivor.
She is so worked up, and all I could think of was,
"I have to calm her down."
Relax. Relax. I've never seen you this way.
Right now I'm very scared to go on the gymnasium floor
because it's slippery, and I don't want to fall.
Nia, calm yourself down. You'll be okay.
I'm going to go to the door
so I can hurry up and get in, okay?
She was so overwhelmed by the prospect of performing,
she had shut down.
She's flipping out. She has a panic attack.
-Is she okay? -Not really.
So no clapping for Nia.
She's having a panic attack for whatever reason.
Please welcome to the floor,
from Abby Lee Dance Company, Nia.
♪ [Lyrics] ♪
I'm going to survive I'm staying alive
I'm going to hold my head up high
I'm going to survive
Yeah, I'm going to shine
And show the world that it's my time
Nia looks good out there.
I'm looking at her, and I'm speechless.
I can't believe she's pulling this off.
[Lyrics]
You get me high I'm going to survive
Yeah, I'm going to shine
It was really hard to go out and dance,
but I'm glad I pushed myself. It was just amazing.
-I want to dance. -I know you want to dance.
I want you to dance.
-Well, am I dancing or what? -No.
Because they won't let you wear what I brought for you to wear.
-Kendall is not dancing. -She's packed up [Indistinct]
Are you telling me this for real?
Yeah.
I was absolutely appalled that Kendall was sitting
in the audience behind me
with her mother while other solos were dancing.
She should have been on deck, warming up, ready to go.
She wore shorts and a crop-top the whole time she rehearsed it,
the whole time we rehearsed the dance.
We're sitting in the stands, supporting the other children.
Abby turns to me, and she says,
"Go put Kendall in the white booty shorts."
Where's the white shorts and top?
It's in the dressing room.
And she's allowed to use it?
I told her she could. Absolutely.
Okay. Go. Go.
So I make a rash decision to let Kendall
wear the white booty shorts and the underwear on stage.
Do a front aerial, honey, right here.
Please, you need to stay stretched.
From Abby Lee Dance, welcome Ms. Kendall.
♪ [Lyrics] ♪
Fire away
Because I'd take a bullet straight to the heart for you
Fan all the flames
Because I love the burning more than the broken truth
So tell me what I want to hear
-I'm happy that I'm finally dancing,
and I don't care what the costume looks like.
♪ [Lyrics] ♪ Just say you're sweeping alive
Sweeping alive over me
-Woo!
Kendall did a great job in simple white booty shorts
and a crop top. Jill is a drama queen.
I don't think I can take it anymore.