S1 Ep 2
Third take was the charm for Vash's evasive dance to dodge Gofsef's fist:
The first time the coat blinded him, wrapping around his face, and he got hit in the crotch. It was foam, but it was foam that could travel.
"Oi, blyat! My bad," Gofsef said in his heavy Russian accent.
"You're alright mate; wasn't you," Vash squeaked. It took him a good five minutes to recover.
The second time his glove slipped while hand-standing, and he face planted into the ground.







