Mark Franks vs David Harper: Foreign Market Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is, the show that pitches TV's best-loved antiques experts

against each other in an all-out battle for profit

and gives you the inside view on the secrets of the trade.

Ha ha ha!

Coming up - our dealers show you how tenacity pays off.

I have never been so tired talking to somebody for five euros.

Good, it means I am doing a very good job!

We reveal the secrets to winning over your opponent.

I am a poor Englishman.

Made him laugh, it is always a good start!

And how a few well-chosen words can work wonders.

It is very beautiful, just like you.

-You are flattering me now.

-It works!

Today's Continental confrontation pitches that unstoppable master of the barter,

'Devilish' David Harper,

against everyone's favourite fast talker, Mark 'Franksy' Franks,

to see who can make the most profit from buying and selling antiques.

The stakes in this competition couldn't be higher.

It is the bulldog from the south...

Mr Harper is probably terrified.

..Versus the man with the pedigree from the north.

Mark Franks would like it. Got his name all over it.

They are risking their reputations and their own cash in a battle which will test their knowledge

and their contact books to the absolute limit.

Our duelling duo have up to £750 of their own money to spend today.

Their mission over a week is to make the most profit,

all of which will be going to their favourite charities.

Today's battleground is the vast St Ouen market in Paris.

There are more than 2500 dealers selling everything the heart could desire.

So, our two boys should not be short of options.

In the battle for profit, there can be only one winner.

Mark Franks and David Harper, it is time to put your money where your mouth is.

Well, here we are, sunny Paris, early morning.

This is one of the biggest antique fairs in the whole wide world.

I spoil you, that is the problem. You bring me here...

A romantic destination.

-With Mr Franks.

-Enough of that.

-How wonderful is that?

We've both got £750 worth of euros burning holes in our pockets.

-What is your strategy? You tell me.

-Well, no!

-Or I'll tell you.

Well, look, I'm a dealer, aren't I?

It doesn't make any difference to me whether something is six feet, six inches, black, pink or gold.

If I can see a profit, Mr Franks, I'm going to buy it.

Today I am going to be moving fast.

I'm going to be, how much? Yes, no.

I will do this entire market by the time you have had your first tea break.

-Well, you have confused me.

-It's not hard, is it?

You've put your money where your mouth is. Come on.

It looks like we are in for a scorching competition today.

Our dealers have mapped out their strategies

and David will be investigating everything that is on offer.

Size and colour will be no barrier.

Mark said he'd be moving fast, but our London lad is no greyhound

and in the heat of this Parisian cauldron,

he could end up sweating like a St Bernard in the Sahara.

Surely there is more to his strategy than that?

Today, I'm not going to be reinventing the wheel.

We're in France, and there are certain things in France that are cheap.

Glass, lighting, mirrors.

And small pieces of furniture.

If I see anything unusual, wacky, I'll buy it.

Oh, so fibbing Franksy is really focusing on items which he knows are cheaper to buy here in Paris.

Our antiques entrepreneurs are armed with their own euros

up to the value of £750, and they are desperate to win.

Devilish David is straight down to business.

He is quick to home in on a 19th century magazine rack.

OK, so 150. Yep.

It is marked up at 200 and I have asked for a merchant price. I think he understands me, I am not sure.

Is that the very best trade price?

Dealer?

HE SPEAKS IN FRENCH

What, buy more?

The dealer is willing to do David an even bigger discount if he finds another item to buy.

This is interesting.

Cent? Two? 200?

-Oui. One-zero-zero.

-Oh, one-zero-zero?

OK, 100 euros, that's phenomenally cheap. That is very surprising.

Because this market, looking around, seems incredibly expensive,

but that thing is an inlaid Syrian late 19th century piece,

probably made for the export market, for Europe.

A lot of these things turn up in posh sales, interior design sales in England.

They can do very, very well.

They can do between 200, 300, 400, maybe even 500 quid on a good day.

How about if I bought two, this one and this one?

250.

250 for two.

OK. How about 150 for two?

-One... No.

-No, that is not good?

Non. Il faut...

-200.

-200. Good man.

Thank you. D'accord. Brilliant.

Perfect. 20 minutes into the fair, two purchases, 200 euros down.

David buys the magazine rack and Syrian table for a combined price of just over £180.

The Northern whippet is off and running, but our southern bulldog is no slouch.

He has sniffed out a perfume bottle and is gearing up to using all his wily ways

to come up smelling of roses.

C'est combien, s'il vous plait?

80.

80 euros...

70 quid, isn't it, roughly? 60 odd quid.

Le...

Point out the flaws, as always, a little tiny chip.

Try and make her laugh...

-A little. Yes.

-A little chip.

-But that is a silver.

-Yes, yes, yes.

-I have name.

-Is that your name?

-Not my name.

-What is your name?

-My name, Francoise.

Oh, my first girlfriend was called Francoise.

She wasn't as beautiful as you.

She has gone down by 10 euros already.

You can a price.

OK, can I offer you a bad price? Would you prefer cinquante?

-Jamais. Never.

-Soixante?

-Non.

-Non.

-Oh... Soixante, avec...

-Avec les yeux.

-Avec un cafe?

Deux cafes.

Soixante and deux cafes?

-Oui.

-Vendu. We have a deal.

Oh, what a smoothy.

Our cheeky charmer secures the cut glass perfume bottle which,

including the coffees, sets him back just under £60.

Mark and David have made their first purchases

but they are both noticing how many items here are well out of their price range.

Look at that chair, what a corker.

-900 quid.

-1,800.

-Oh, dear.

-So, it's premium prices here in Paris,

and David suspects Mark might have the upper hand.

The trick would be to dress as a tramp, a bit like Mark Franks, and you might get a better deal.

Now, now, Mr Harper. Mark has got a helpful tip up his garish sleeve, or rather, it's in his pockets.

This pocket is full of your big notes.

Whereas this pocket is full of your small notes.

So, when you go up to somebody, ask a price, you can decide which pocket you work from

or flick one out of the big pocket and take some out of the small pocket.

That way, it doesn't show that you've got lots of money to spend.

Yes, mischievous Mark, he's got it all worked out, you know.

He's moving fast and sticking to his strategy of finding items

that he knows a particularly cheap here in France.

Nice mirror, asking price, how much? He's on the phone.

200, 190, 180 roughly. And he's knocked us down to 150 straight away.

It's got a bit of damage, but it can be done.

Cent? Cash?

Oh, look at that, Franksy has got his hand in the big notes pocket.

-Come on, look. It's damaged, look. Look.

-Je sais, je sais.

-Cent.

He's pointed out the damage

and look, his hand shifts into the small notes pocket.

-I am a poor Englishman.

-THEY LAUGH

Made him laugh, it's always a good start!

Cent vingt. Le dernier prix.

Oh, what a demo of deadly dealing.

The pocket trick, pointing out the damage, making him laugh, sealing the deal.

In this case, an oval mirror for just under £110.

Very good glass, bevelled edge down there, look, all the way round.

A bit of damage at the bottom, that can be reconstructed.

Flowers at the top, look.

A big crest at the top.

When in Rome, or when in Paris,

buy French stuff.

# Here comes the mirror man... #

So, our bulldog from Blighty is bang on strategy, buying the French mirror in double-quick time.

Pedigree performer David is trying to light up his day with a group deal

for a pair of silver-plated candelabras, a smaller single candelabra

and a miniature horse made of bone.

-So, have I bought those candlesticks and that one and the freebie horse for 175?

-No, you can't.

-How about 180?

-No.

Oh, come on. Do me for 180. Come on.

-Cash.

-190.

-185.

-No.

-I'll spin you.

-No, no, no.

-Heads or tails?

185, 190. Go on, let me spin you.

All right, we spin for 180 or 220.

Oh, no, no. No!

The dealer ups the stakes.

But our tenacious terrier David never gives up.

-185 for 190.

-You know what, I have never been so tired talking to somebody for five euros.

-Good!

It means I am doing a very good job!

No, very bad. Normally I chuck the people out if they are so hard!

A bit of fun, 185 or 190?

Antoine! Relieve me, he is tiring me out.

-But I am harder than my father.

-Oh, you're not?

-It is our business, we live from that.

-You don't want to spin a coin?

-No.

-Oh, fine, thank you very much. Winning without spinning.

Success, David bags himself the three candelabras and the bone horse for just under £170.

The devilish one drove the vendor to surrender.

Mark has only two purchases, but he is travelling at speed

and before long he has hot-footed his way into another potential deal.

-Combien?

-100.

100 euros, 90 quid.

It is a present, he is saying.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, he has got nice shoes. Look at his shoes, they are nice.

Yeah, tres jolie.

So, I have complimented him, we have had a laugh. Le dernier prix?

-Moi, proposer...

-Vas-y, dit le prix.

-Ca ira plus vite.

-Soixante.

-60?

Mark suggests a price and bags the bronze boot for just under £55.

Definitely going to put the boot in with this one.

Fighting talk there from feisty Franksy.

Let's see if he has is as brave when he comes face to face with his opponent.

-Hey, Marky. How you doing?

-I'm doing all right, mate, how are you doing?

How is your strategy coming together?

-Well, it is kind of working.

-Really?

Yes, it is. I am buying some cracking things.

Some of the prices are absolutely off the planet Mars,

but once you get in there, the bargains are there, and I've bought a handful. What about you?

Well, I hadn't taken into account the blistering heat, so my tearing around hasn't really worked.

But I've covered most of the market.

I have not hung around. If there is nothing to catch my eye or the prices aren't right, I move on.

-Are you happy?

-I'm ecstatic!

You seem it. Come on.

-Continue, you go that way.

-Yes, both boys are vying for the advantage

and this heated battle between north and south is well underway.

Time then to see who is the leader of the pack and who is the runt of the litter.

They started the day at St Ouen street market in Paris with £750 worth of euros of their own money.

Mark, our bulldog from Blighty has bagged just three items

and has parted with just over £220, leaving almost 530 in his kitty.

David showed his pedigree early and has bagged five items

for a total of £350, which means there is still 400 for him to spend.

The contest here in Paris is far from over

and our hound dogs are still in hot pursuit of those all-important bargains.

They've got £750 worth of euros to spend, buying up antiques which they must then sell back in Blighty.

They both want to win, but devilish David senses weakness.

You know, after my meeting there with Mark, I'm kind of encouraged

because I don't know if you noticed it, but he is hot and flustered

and he's bothered, and I think he just wants to go home.

For me, that is a good sign because this, at the end of the day,

is a competition so if his energy is waning, get in there!

Well, David is in high spirits but his confidence might be

slightly misplaced, because Franksy is hard on the scent of a mega-deal for, you guessed it, mirrors.

# Here comes the mirror man... #

This is a mirror frame, there is no mirror in it.

You know you can buy glass and get it put in so it is not the end of the world.

Give me a second and I will see if I can get a few together

and try and have a deal.

Let's face it, there's like, four customers in this place.

He is going to want my money, I'm going to want to buy a few items and try and get some discount.

Mark is sticking to his strategy like glue.

He is trying to buy items that he knows are cheap here in France.

David's strategy was to be driven by price and he has spotted something that he thinks will fit the bill.

They are nice. They're very nice.

-I think he might like these, don't you?

-They're lovely, aren't they?

So, enlighten us, David.

They're very French indeed.

Hand-blown.

You can tell by the imperfections all over the glass, there's bubbles in there.

It's not perfect in its shape and in its form, but that actually makes something utterly perfect.

So they're probably early 20th century,

maybe a little Art Nouveau,

maybe heading into the First World War, maybe 1920.

But a pair of cracking things.

Now, what you'd always look for on glass, particularly French glass, is signatures.

They make all the difference.

Otherwise you can only attribute or just think they're made by someone.

Excuse me, monsieur, a price on these, please?

HE ANSWERS IN FRENCH

-How much, sorry?

-1...

-MAN SPEAKS IN FRENCH

-120 euros.

-1-2-0... 120 euros?

-Oui.

-Bit of a dilemma, really.

I don't really like paying the first price, of course I don't.

However, they do seem quite cheap, so just over £100, probably.

With only a limited grasp of French, David enlists the help of a nearby security guard.

Can you just ask him, does he think they're early 20th century?

-1920s, does he think?

-19?

1920s?

How old, how old does he think?

HE ASKS IN FRENCH

Cent. One.

-Allez, cent.

-What's he saying?

-100.

OK, that's very interesting because what I've just done, actually, is ask for confirmation as to their age,

because I think they're early 20th century, so I said "Are they 1920s?"

He asked him and he came back and he said they're 100 euros.

So suddenly, by asking one bizarre question, I've got a discount.

That's absolutely mental.

I'm going to ask something else. Um, what colour trousers is he wearing?

I'll probably get a discount.

So it's 100 euros? OK.

Well, I'm going to have to have them, aren't I?

Hm, David surprised himself there.

He got a discount on the vases and carries them away for just over £90.

I'm better at this than I thought.

Mirror man Franksie is looking to make what could be

a game-changing deal for a whopping 10 mirror frames.

500.

50 euros each.

£45 each that works out to.

Bit of glass, fiver, 50 quid.

Got to be worth a one-r each, haven't they?

So that would give Mr Franks a 100% profit.

But can he get an even better deal?

I propose...

I give you 400 euros and I take 10 frames, sans glass.

Cash.

-Let me show you.

-Yes, yes, yes.

-Regardez, regardez, smell.

-No problem, no problem.

-Smells good, smells good.

-HE LAUGHS

Right, one, 50...52, 53, 54, look...

Do you want to take it with you?

OK. Carry on.

-Yes, deal?

-Yes.

Whoa, that's a mirror-aculous deal for Mark!

He's bagged 10 mirror frames for just over £360.

10 frame at your selection.

Excellent. You're a gentleman, thank you.

Yes, Mark has mirrors not only for the bathroom but for every bloomin' room in the house.

Beautiful. Look at that.

He now has just over £160 left in his kitty,

but he must hold some of his budget back for restoration and mirror glass.

Getting there, aren't we? What a lovely collection of frames.

Bit of work, bit of magic and suddenly, you wait and see.

We're going to transform these into a big wad of cash.

Devilish David is lagging behind his Southern rival.

He's still got over £300 left to spend, but he's sniffed out

a pair of bedside cabinets that he likes the look of.

These are made from walnut.

Early 20th century, so 1900-1920.

Absolutely always rocket sellers, they'll fly out the door of any decent antique shop.

Marquetry inlay, so that's that decoration, flowery decoration, but cut in, not painted.

Ormolu handles, so that's a gold patinated bronze.

And look at that side panel.

That doesn't necessarily have to be so pretty, but it... Oh, he's put the light on.

Thank you. That's much better. I can see all the faults now.

-Monsieur.

-Oui?

The best trade price.

-The best, best price.

-380.

A trade dealer, antique dealer from England...?

350.

-What about 250?

-350.

-What about 250?

-No, no, 350.

Really? 290?

-350.

-I can't, I haven't got enough money.

-Ah, je m'excuse.

David's quest to spend the remainder of his money seems to have stalled.

Mark has stalled as well and is reflecting on his mirror buying bonanza.

I'm really confident with what I've bought

so now I'm going to decide what to do for the rest of the day.

Time to contemplate.

-Anyone got a glass of champagne?

-Well, Mark won't be moving for a while.

He can't spend any more because his plan is to hang on to his remaining money

for restoring his mirrors back in the UK.

David is still trying to buy the bedside cabinets.

The dealer has come down in price - 330 euros is within David's budget.

But true to form, he's trying to push it down even further.

That's very bad, yeah?

But this...

is very good.

No, no, no.

Bon, d'accord.

This is me blowing just about everything.

Oh, oh, oh!

You are the hardest man, not in France, in the world.

-You are.

-It's good.

It is good.

What are you doing now?

Hallelujah!

So David bags his final deal,

spending just over £280

for a stunning pair of early 20th century

walnut bedside cabinets.

Monsieur, you're a star. An absolute star. And that's it.

That's all I've got left.

Our gallant dealers have covered a huge area on a scorching hot day in this Paris market.

Time, then, to see who has spent the most.

Mark and David started with euros to the value of £750 of their own money.

Mark bought 13 items, including 10 mirror frames,

and spent just under £590.

David bagged seven items and spent just over £720.

Our dealers have used their knowledge to buy the items they think will net them the most profit.

Before they go their separate ways, though,

they're keen to have a sneaky peek at their opponent's wares.

-Nice mirror, bevelled glass. What do you make of that?

-Late 19th century, early 20th.

Spot on. This is nice. Feel that cut glass.

I really like that. That's obviously a French one.

-Bit of quality.

-In the English taste.

-Marked up sterling.

-OK, yeah.

I must admit, your candlesticks are very nice.

-You like those?

-Yeah.

-Good pair.

Nice candelabras, early 19th century in style, but a 20th century manufacturer.

Lovely because they convert very easily into a pair of single sticks.

These are very Galle-esque, aren't they?

They are Galle-esque. Sadly they aren't marked Galle, but these are my big hope.

I think I've got a built-in profit in all of my items. I'm feeling quite confident.

Well, here's to turning all this lot into a profit.

-Cheers, mate.

-All the best.

Mark and David make their way back to Blighty to start selling their items.

The aim is to secure as much profit as possible on each piece and donate it to the charity of their choice.

Mark will be selling a lead crystal perfume bottle,

a modern, large bronze boot,

an oval mirror with a bevelled edge

and an assortment of 10 mirror frames.

David will be selling a late 19th century Syrian table...

a 19th century magazine rack...

three silver plated candelabras and a bone horse.

A pair of Art Nouveau Legras-style vases...

and a pair of early 20th century walnut bedside tables.

Having bought their items in the antiques Saint-Ouen market in Paris,

the challenge now for David and Mark

is to sell their purchases for the biggest possible profit.

They'll both be pulling out all the stops to find the right buyers for their items, and they're

working their way through their little black books, putting together deals on the phone and by e-mail.

But until they've shaken on it and money has changed hands, no deal is truly sealed.

With the selling part of today's challenge under way,

Mark is in London heading for an appointment which we all dread.

Teeth perfect. But I'm on the way to the dentist.

Why am I going to the dentist? Because I've had a brainwave,

and it involves the mirrors I've bought in France and restoring them.

Well, those frames were a little rough around the edges and certainly had the odd cavity.

But only time will reveal exactly how a dentist can help Franksie in his quest.

David is in his shop in Barnard Castle and hot on the trail of his first sale.

Can I just tell you what I have held in my hand?

I've got one of a pair of beautiful Legras-style vases.

You're going to love them when you see them in the flesh.

-Excited.

-So, David has got some interest, but will he swing a deal?

And what exactly is Mark doing at the dentist?

I've come up with a brainwave.

Last time you went to the dentist, did they get one of these trays

and fill it with some plastic stuff and shove it in your mouth?

And when they took it out, the impression was on it but it was still flexible?

That's this stuff.

It's a special dentistry secret stuff, and I'm buying a couple of these to take with me.

What I'm going to do is I'm going to make a little mould, put it on top of the frames,

hopefully when it sets, peel it off, get some plaster and then replicate

the pattern, restore the frames and then sell them for huge profit.

Wish me luck.

Sounds like a cut-glass plan.

Mark buys a packet of alginate for £10, which will be deducted from

his restoration budget, and starts putting his master plan into effect.

-Only me!

-He's tucked up in his friend's garage in the London suburbs.

He's got his mirrors and he's about to carry out his very own restoration.

I've not done this before. This is just a complete Franksie madness guess up.

So I reckon that this section here, if I can get a mould of that

and then copy it, I can plonk it in where I need to.

Mark's masterclass in mirror repair.

Step one, mix the alginate.

Step two, apply to an existing feature you want to copy.

Get your fingers crossed!

Step three, allow the mould to harden

-and then gently remove.

-Ha-ha!

Step four, mix the plaster of Paris.

Step five, push into the mould.

All we can do now is pray.

Step six, pray for divine intervention.

Step seven, remove the mould from the plaster of Paris.

Step eight, trim the cast section to fit the gap.

It's so exciting.

Now, how about that? Look at that.

Step nine, fix the section and spray.

I've got to be honest, I'm quite pleased with that. It's really good.

So, really, I've only got like another month's worth of work to do, so I'll see you later.

Looks like our London lad has got some long, dark nights ahead of him at this rate.

Devilish David is on the banks of the River Tees.

He's hoping to sell his Legras-style vases, which cost him just over £90 in Paris.

Please grab one of those,

hold it to the light and tell me that they aren't early 20th century,

French, made by Legras.

Well, I agree that they're 20th century.

-Early 20th century.

-Yes.

I can't believe that they're Legras.

Pardon?

They don't feel like Legras to me.

I bet devilish Dave isn't about to take that one lying down.

The glass is thin.

Let me just stop you there. The glass is thin.

-It's completely hand-blown. Look at the base.

-Yes.

Look at where the pontil mark was, and it's been polished out.

The swirls in the glass.

First of all, let's just absolutely agree that they aren't fake.

-They aren't fake, no.

-Because there are fakes on the market.

-Yes, there are. This isn't.

-They've got 100 years in age.

Yes, I agree.

-Getting somewhere at least.

-It's like watching a master at work.

David has wrestled back control of the deal, but can he get a good price?

I think in time I could put work into them, attribute them to Legras,

-and I could sell them to a dealer for £500 or £600.

-Mm-hm.

If I can't attribute them, I still think they're worth £300.

OK. Well, I want to buy them, David.

-I knew you would.

-But...

This is where it gets very difficult.

£300 is too much.

Would you pay 220 for them?

They're very speculative.

I think we need to be looking at... 170.

Yeah. I'll do them for 200.

180.

180, David, David, David...

I'll split the difference at 190. An extra £10 could make all the difference.

Let's cut the deal at 180 and both be happy, David.

-Come on.

-You're fabulous. Done deal, well done.

David knows exactly when it's the right moment to accept a deal

and makes a cool profit of just under £90 on the vases,

almost doubling his money.

The most important thing, always, is to turn a profit.

That's exactly what I've done so I'm very happy.

If he makes £200 or £300 in the future, good luck on him.

Devilish David is off to a flying start in this selling contest.

-And with his mirror restoration under way...

-Come on!

..Mark is out and about in London with his bronze boot which cost him just under £55 in Paris.

# These boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do

# One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you... #

-I'll give you £50 for it.

-It cost me more than that.

I'll take 80 and not a penny less otherwise I'll have to walk away.

Well, yeah, I'm afraid you'll have to walk away.

I mean, I can't even lift the thing up.

Well, you don't want to because once it's down here... Look, if we put it down there, it's so heavy.

-You've got your umbrellas in there.

-Nah.

-See, it won't get knocked over.

-I don't know.

-It's going to be an asset.

-No, it won't be an asset.

-I'll knock a fiver off for luck, 75.

-No, no, no.

-Come on, up your bid, come on, give us a chance.

-I think I'm being kind offering £50.

-Can't sell at a loss.

I suppose the only thing I can say is I'll have to take it with me and go and see the cobblers.

Yeah, you know I'll always give you £50 for it.

-Yeah, I can't take a loss.

-What else can I say?

Really?

I hope you ask for discount on them shoes. Right, I'll be in touch.

-I'll call you.

-All right. Bye, Mark.

Well, the boot goes back into the van.

I'm absolutely amazed. I thought he was going to buy that, like that.

Quick as you like. If he don't buy it,

someone else will have to. Come on.

A deflated Mark will have to think of a new strategy to get a sale for that boot.

The devilish one is also facing up to the trials and tribulations of dealing.

On the return journey from France, his bone horse was damaged in transit.

It wasn't David's fault, so the Put Your Money gamesmasters have decided,

with his rival's full agreement, to reimburse him for the cost price of the horse.

The bad news, though, is that he's now got one less item from which to make a profit.

Nevertheless, David is soldiering on.

He's heading to Darlington to see a dealer contact of his and he's hoping to sell the small candelabras

which were bought in Paris as part of a job lot.

It's very glamorous, Lynn, just like you.

It's very beautiful, just like you.

Ah, you're flattering me now!

-It works!

-You're wanting a lot of money for this, aren't you?

-I do. £5,000 if you don't mind.

-No.

-No?

-No.

-I'd need to do quite a lot of flattery, wouldn't I?

-Yes, you would. You would.

-What do you think?

I'm going to pass it over to you.

-30.

-55.

40. I'll do 40.

45 and we're done. How's that?

-40.

-Go on, Lynn.

(Another fiver.)

-Oh, go on then.

-Good girl!

Wonderful, thank you.

Sealed with a kiss and smoothie David romps away with £45 from the sale of the smallest candelabra.

He now needs to sell the final items from this group purchase -

the larger pair of candelabras for more than £82 in order to make a profit.

Mark has made no sales and is on his way south of the Thames.

Having failed to sell his bronze boot, he really needs to chalk up some profit if he's to have

any chance in this contest.

He's decided to try and get a speedy sale of his ornate oval mirror to an antiques dealer contact of his.

It cost him just under £110.

Hello, Jill. How are you?

-Hiya, Mark. How are you?

-Not bad, I thought I'd come and see the cutest antique dealer in the world.

I've brought you a beautiful mirror...

-OK.

-..that I bought in Paris.

I know you know what you're doing but what I thought could happen is if you trimmed these off,

-took these little bits off, you've still got the rope running through there.

-Yep.

You could either do one of your brilliant paint effects or you could get that regilded.

So I think it's probably easily 100 years old and, apparently,

this bevelling is all hand-done and it's not been done by a machine.

It's in generally good condition and I just thought, it's smart, you're smart,

where else could I take it?

-How much, Mark?

-1-5-0.

150, how does that sound?

150's a bit too steep for me, Mark.

To be honest, it's about 110. It's about 110, that's about the top that I could offer you.

You see, when she flutters those eyelids, I'm just in bits here.

I think it owes me 110, I do need to try and make a profit.

What about 130?

It's not a lot of money for a lot of mirror. A lot of mirror.

130's pushing it still, 120. 120.

HE MOUTHS

-Come on.

-Don't flutter them eyelids.

-Go on then.

-120.

-I just can't do anything, can I?

Franksy's off the mark,

securing just over £10 profit for the gilt-framed oval mirror.

Both our experts are working hard to sell their items.

Time now to see who's selling well and who's dragging their feet.

Mark has made a very disappointing start selling just one item for £120

giving him a small profit of just over £10.

David is faring far better.

He's made £225 worth of sales and banked a profit of just under £90.

So if Mr Franks is going to win today's confrontation, he's really got his work cut out.

After the disappointing rejection of his bronze boot, earlier, our indomitable London lad

has used his nous and found another potential purchaser. The Boot pub.

The boot cost him just under £55.

I've got the heaviest bronze boot in the world.

I spoke to you on the phone about it. What do you think of that?

-Very impressive, yeah.

-Yeah.

I might have a job for it.

All I want is a couple of hundred quid and a pint of Guinness.

Well, perhaps a pint of Guinness but I don't know about the couple of hundred quid.

What's it worth to you?

£50.

Well, that's a very, very low offer.

Very low offer. I've started at 200, you've started at 50. Why don't we meet in the middle, 120?

£70.

-£80 and we've got a deal, I'll shake on it. £80. There's my hand, there's my heart.

-I'll... 75.

-76.

-75.

-All right, you've got a deal. £75, thank you very much.

So Franksy makes just over £20 profit,

booting his challenge into life.

David is also on the hunt for profit.

He bought a Canterbury magazine rack and a Syrian table for just over £180.

He's hoping to sell the table to a long-standing contact.

As I discussed on the phone, it's late-19th century.

It's Syrian, typically Syrian but very good quality.

The detail is quite astonishing when you think of it.

It's a softwood carcass and then it's the marquetry and the inlays

put in in ebony and satin woods or fruit woods and then inlaid with bits of bone and the mother-of-pearl.

-It's stunning, isn't it?

-It's stunning.

-I bought it well, and I'll sell it well to you, Gary.

-OK.

-140.

-Yeah, I'm really comfortable with that.

I'm not going to haggle. I think it's worth that all day long.

Gary, thank you very much.

Yes, that's a great result for David and when he sells the 19th-century magazine rack

to a dealer contact for a further £140, he makes a healthy profit

of just under £100 for the two items.

Mr Franks is in Surrey taking his perfume bottle, which cost just over £57, to a dealer contact.

He's on the scent of profit.

It's a sterling mark here.

Let's have a look at the glass.

Make sure we get no chips.

He's doing it with his hands because they're more sensitive than your eyes.

That's right. And with my eyes, I can't see anything.

Who said that?

So that's what you've got to do. Always use your hands.

The best for me on that's going to be £65.

Oh, that's a very small profit.

-It's a profit.

-Can you go a tiny bit more?

-70 and we've got a deal.

-Go on then, I can't say no.

-Cheers, mate. Thanks, well done.

-That's a fair price.

Yes, and that fair price gives Mark a small profit of just under £13.

He's lagging far behind his rival and he only has his ten mirrors left to sell.

He's been working hard on them and got them all partially restored.

And using the remainder of his budget, he's made a deal to have them reglazed.

Tell you what.

David Harper would like a head of hair like that, wouldn't he?

Have a look at these mirrors, they look fab.

Need a little bit more restoring, I'm going to give them a lick of paint and then, bosh,

off they go. Look at that.

You can actually see now, they're mirrors.

Transformed.

All we have to do is make a profit.

But one question and one question only -

mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the best antique dealer of them all?

Me or David Harper?

Well, there's confidence.

Franksy heads off to apply the finishing touches to his mirrors.

In the North of England, Mr Harper is in his Barnard Castle shop

and he has some very good news about his pair of candelabras.

Mark and I are getting together shortly

for a final reckoning and I either turn up with goods or I turn up with money.

I've decided to turn up with money so I've sold them to a dealer - one of my contacts - for £180.

Oh, what a result.

That's a profit of just under £100 for the two candelabras.

Remember, the smaller ones sold earlier.

The good news doesn't stop there for David.

He's also found a buyer for the walnut bedside cabinets.

They're gone. Money is coming in, £300 sold.

I don't even know how to work out the money...

currency conversion thing. Basically I haven't done very well.

It's a very poor showing on my behalf.

Oh, Mr High-Standards Harper is disappointed but that poor showing

has still made him a profit of just under £20 and a profit is a profit.

He's all sold up and the pressure is now on his southern rival to make some money from his ten mirrors.

He's restored them all, had them all reglazed

and he's painted them to give them the urban, shabby-chic look that he knows will appeal to London buyers.

Now, Mark's taken them to a mate of his who owns an antique shop in south London.

Mirrors are really good sellers, actually. To be honest,

mirrors are...now pictures. People used to buy pictures, now they buy mirrors. I don't know why.

Let me show you this one.

You've obviously put new glass in them all, haven't you?

They've all had new glass because they didn't have any glass when I bought them.

-This interesting deco look in a French mirror.

-Mais oui, mange tout.

Yes, Peckham French from our boy Franksy.

This isn't going very well for our London lad but at least he's making his dealer contact laugh.

Now, can he do a deal?

Actually people quite like the foxed glass now.

Because, as I was saying, they're almost pictures rather than actually mirrors that go on the wall.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

Nice, cheap price, £80 each, boom, there we go.

Hang on, hang on. Ten eights.

800.

-That is too much.

-You sell three of them, got your money back, the rest is profit.

Including restoration, the mirrors cost Franksy just over £520.

Selling for 800 would swing the contest in Mark's favour.

We'll find out shortly whether Mark managed to sell his mirrors.

Time now, though, to tot up the totals and reveal who has made the most cash.

OK.

Mark spent just under £590 at the French antiques market

and almost the remainder of his budget restoring the ten mirrors.

David on the other hand parted with just over £720 of his budget.

All the profit that David and Mark make

over a week of challenges will go to a charity of their choice.

So without further ado, it's time to find out who is today's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

Aha, bonjour.

Comment vous un petit bateau?

-I've no idea, but does that mean we have to kiss?

-Not a chance in hell.

Mark, the continentals do it, don't be afraid.

I'm very afraid, I'm not kissing you, all right? That's it, it's over.

-But we had good fun in Paris, did we not?

-We certainly did.

-So it's all about the profit.

-Yes, shall we have a look?

-Shall we go for it?

-Ready?

-Yeah. Un, deux, trois.

Oh, I've got you, I've got you.

Oh, Mr Harper.

-Mark, it was a good, fun time had in Paris, was it not?

-Oui, oui, oui.

-Oui, oui, oui.

-Oui, oui, oui.

So it's a victory for David because Mark's mirrors did not perform quite as well as he'd hoped.

610.

Oh, all right.

That deal of £61 a mirror gives Mark a total profit of just under £90

so, in spite of all his hard work, he's second best.

I've restored those mirrors and they will end up in

somebody's home so I'm quite proud of the work I've done.

I just wish I'd made more money.

That market was absolutely extraordinary and I adored it.

And to beat Mark Franks as well was even better so all in all, great amount of money, great fun had,

wonderful items, take me back there tomorrow.

Well, you can't bank any profits yet, chaps.

There's plenty more challenges to come.

Tomorrow, our duelling dealers will be squaring up at an antiques market.

This is a watertight buy that's got a great profit attached.

I just hope old Franksy is feeling the pressure too.

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