– Chloe is dancing
for the first time in years against her old team. We’re with someone new. I mean, there are so many
emotions flying around, like, I don’t know
if I can be held accountable for my emotions. Like, I’m a wreck. Look, you guys. It’s Christi. I wanted to tell Chloe, we want
to present you with your very own M Dance Project jacket. Thank you. You deserve it. You earned it. I feel like you will own it. Who’s a studio hopper now? Just saying, Chloe. Because your mom beat the
crap out of me for that. Hey, it’s like Chloe danced
at one studio for 12 years and left because
no one had my back. Who is this lady
in the red jacket? Oh, Christi? She was on our team. You know who Chloe is. Then she left. And now she started
another team. A long time ago. A really long time ago. Like, a really,
really long time ago. Excuse me. My daughter danced with
Abby since she was two. And unfortunately, when
I left, not everyone was all that supportive. Got it. We knew you had to leave. You had to leave.
– Really? Why did I have to leave, Jill? Because you could
not control Abby. You had to like– we
all stuck up for you. – No, you never did.
– She had to– Jill, you did not
stick up for me. How do you know? You weren’t there the last
three years, when we’ve been traveling around the world. No, but I’ve seen you. And I’ve seen the things
that you said on social media about my daughter. Show me what I
said on social media. I don’t go on social media. What your daughter’s saying. But I’m not going to throw
Kendall under the bus. She doesn’t go on so– she never said anything
[BLEEP] about Chloe. – She lied
– About what? She lied, and she sat there
and called her all summer. Not one of those girls
called her except for Nia. Kendall. Yeah, yes, she did. No, you didn’t. Yes, she– are you
calling my kid a liar? I am. Well, then you’re a liar. – No, I’m not.
– Yes, you are. I am not. Yes, you are. Chloe had major surgery. Chloe knows– Chloe– –that Kendall texted
her and called her. Did she call you
before your surgery? Yes, she did.
And guess what. So did I. No, you did not. Yes, I did. You’re a [BLEEP] liar. OK, all right. Yeah. See, this is why
she had to leave. That’s it right there. You had to. We agree. I’m happy to take a seat. I don’t care. And that’s why. Thank you. OK. [BLEEP] You want
to make my kid cry? Do you feel good? Do you feel good about yourself? You know what. My kid cried at home. It’s not about you, Christi. It’s about the kids. My kid cried at home for three
years because of your daughter. And my kid tried to call her,
and she wanted no part of it. She didn’t call her. It’s because of you, Christi. She didn’t call. You blocked all
the phone calls. No, I did not. Yes, you did. I blocked you, Jill, not– The trash took herself out. Stay there. Aw Chlo. [CRYING] I’m fine. I’m just going to go rehearse. [INAUDIBLE] Don’t fall for that crap. I’m not [INAUDIBLE] Don’t fall for that crap. Let’s try to rise
high and really walking a different stride. No reaction.
No reaction. Try, try, try, try.
Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. Let it settle. This is all the [BLEEP]
that Abby Lee has left for someone else to clean up. Yes. This is not the way
to start competition. The girls are on
a winning streak. But we’re going against one
of our greatest rivals, MDP. And at this point, they
cannot be distracted. I expect nothing
less from that woman. It’s frustrating. I don’t think what she said
about Kendall was right. I think it was below
the belt. It’s wrong. Well, it’s a flat out lie. She’s a liar. But whether it’s true
or not, it’s wrong. Of course it’s wrong. We don’t want
talk about a child. Any adult that’s 10 feet away
from a 13-year-old and screams in her face she’s
a liar, I’m sorry, is going to make [INAUDIBLE]
look bad and not us. But she doesn’t care. Here’s the thing. She doesn’t have anything except
what happened five years ago. OK, sit up and
don’t cry, please. Don’t let that woman
do that to you. She’s coming back. She’s bitter because she left– –on her own. I know. But I don’t want you
to be affected by it. All right. Done.