Gecko: So, what's your poison? You a leg guy?

Man: Uh, d... a-an arm, please, actually.

Gecko: 400?

(Gecko hands him machete...)

Man: Um, d-do you want me to, uh, s-saw or-or chop or...?

Gecko: Whatever floats your boat, tiger.

(The man chops off Gecko's hand, it regrows right after...)

Man: Holy sh*t. Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t! Thank you. That was so... I-I can keep the arm, right?

Gecko: Yeah, just keep it refrigerated. For an extra grand, I'll let you chop off my d*ck.

Man: Where's the closest ATM?