After the choreography round, Geo earns a ticket, as does Talia. They're among thirty-two dancers from Florida going to Vegas, and that's it for Miami. We see Nigel tell Tyce not to be so mean to the dancers. Nice of him to say that after they're done.
So wait -- not one Sonny Crockett reference? This is bullshit!
On to Memphis now, the birthplace of rock and roll. Well, white rock and roll, anyway. Mary and Nigel are joined by Lil' C, who, you all might remember, caused Mary to believe in the power of krump.
Say hi to Marico Flake, 24, one of Memphis's finest. He's an actual police officer, who dances a style he calls "Memphis jukin'," which is based on a rhythmic bounce like Elvis had, with some steps. Smooth moves. Marico's actually part of a special unit on the police force that they use for the entertainment district -- officers with great people skills to deal with people who are just out looking for a good time.
So he takes the stage, and he's so good. On the beat. Very tight, and personable. At one point he mimics Elvis' scandalous hip-shake. Nigel's learned a little bit about his Memphis jukin', what with it being around for twenty years underground. Lil' C's impressed. They all love him, so I don't know what the point is of them trying to con Marico but sadly informing him (after lavishing praise on him) that it's a no for choreography. So, says I in my Big Moose voice, "Duh -- so you're sending him home?" Hilariously, Nigel says when someone is this good, in any genre, the debate is whether they go to choreography or not. No, usually when someone is this good in any other genre, they go straight through to Vegas. When someone is this good in hip-hop, the judges usually want to see if they can do anything else, and it's on to choreography. But maybe that's starting to change? Because Marico's on to Vegas, baby. Cat makes the first "left the building" joke.
So then there's Dustin Dorough, 22, from Atlanta, whose mom was every kind of cop there was, he tells us, from sheriff to riot squad. Did she ever pose as a hooker to catch johns? Because that would be pretty bad-ass. He says it was his mother who taught him how to be a man. As a teacher, she appears to make a pretty good cop. Dustin's cousin, he claims, is Howie D of the Backstreet Boys, so he figured if he learned all the dance moves from the videos and started busting them out at parties and dances, he'd be really popular. Instead he lost every friend he ever had. Dude, you would have been better off telling everyone that Howie D's your cousin! Except that, in a clip that requires just a LITTLE more explanation, Dustin tells us he went to a couple of Backstreet Boys concerts and met the head of security, but never any of the guys. Even though one was your cousin? All I can say is that my parents would hand me my head, grown adult or not, if I shut out my cousin from visiting. What's up with that?