This week, Rick and Cheryl have the rumba, so Rick has to try to be less robotic. And Cheryl has some trouble coaching him, so they go to meet Kobe Bryant and Phil Jackson. Filler. They are doing the rumba to the Hill Streets Blues theme, and they're kind of dressed as sexy cops, meeting up after a shift. It's pretty sexy, and most of the time, Rick remembers to point his toes, but he seems to have trouble remembering where to place his hands. And their height differential is still a factor. But it has good flavor, if not good technique.

Carrie Ann jokes that it's a crime that he's so hot and can dance that well. Eliza Dushku is shooting daggers at her. Look out, she'll stake you. Len thought it was good, but he didn't feel the emotion. Bruno thinks Rick is mega-smooth. Scores: Carrie Ann 8, Len 8, and Bruno 8 for a total of 24. Hmm. I liked it, but I don't know that it deserved those scores, quite.

Bristol has gotten marks off because she isn't performing enough, so this week they are doing the jive to The Monkees. Mark brings in a clown class to teach Bristol how to let go. She still seems pretty self-conscious. And then. You guys. They are dancing in monkey suits. Like, big gorilla costumes. WHAT THE FUCK WAS MARK THINKING? Why would this be good? Because they're still dancing, but Bristol obviously can't see that well and she gets totally lost because she has no peripheral vision and can't see what Mark is doing. She instead of vamping, she just kind of shuffles around in her costume and it makes my stomach hurt from awkwardness. Then they rip the costumes off, and I think, "Okay, she'll get back on track now that they're in hold." But no. She's clearly thinking about her screw-up, and just walking through the moves, about a beat ahead the whole time. It's not good. I will say this -- Bristol's costume under the gorilla suit is the best she's looked all season. It's a cute pink '50's style dress and she looks great. So there's that. But ugh. It was an awful idea, executed awfully.