Eric v John - Car Boot Sale 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...

I'm a double your money girl.

..and gives you the insider's view of the trade.

You've got to be in it to win it.

Each week, one pair of duelling dealers

will face a different daily challenge...

Lovely! We've got some work to do, let's go.

..putting their own money and their hard earned reputations

on the line as they see

who can make the most money from buying and selling.

Get in there! EVIL LAUGHTER

Today's all-out battle for profit pitches the worldly wise

Grand Wizard Of Antiques Eric Knowles

against the Dapper Duke Of Dealing John Cameron.

Coming up - there's an ulterior motive to one John Cameron purchase.

How could I not buy that for £2?

If only just to scare Eric with it.

Emotions run high as Eric's past catches up with him...

I'm going to cry.

I bet you wish you look like that now, don't you?

..and The Hammer takes on his toughest sale yet.

I might even get out of here in one piece.

You've got one minute to get you and your hairdryer out of here.

Ooh! Better get her fired up then. Let's hope she starts!

It's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

A long time ago in a Hertfordshire town far, far away,

it is a period of civil war in the Antiques Empire.

Two behemoths of the dealing world are going head-to-head

in what could be their bloodiest clash yet.

In this epic bout, it's Eric 'Obi Wan Knocker' Knowles,

the legendary lord of the antiques trade,

duelling with Jedi John 'The Hammer' Cameron. The young pretender

who'll be fighting furiously to take over his master's mantel.

May the force be with them both as they fire up their sabres

for a battle royale at the Sunday market and car boot sale in historic Hitchin.

Will master Eric unleash his money-making menace,

or will the apprentice John strike back with the biggest bargains?

They can each spent up to £250 of their own money

and all the profit goes to their chosen charities.

Eric Knowles and John Cameron,

it's time to put your money where your mouth is.

-Aye up, The Hammer.

-Morning, Eric.

-Morning.

Good to see you've got your gloves on. It's freezing!

Yes, I'm all thermal today, yes, and for good reason because it is.

But a little bit of old England, yeah?

Beautiful location you've brought me to, Eric, but where's the car boot?

-Ah, look no further.

-Ah.

Not just any old car boot, but corrugated cover, no less.

Do think they've got any central heating in there?

-Don't bank on it, mate.

-Have you got your £250 for today?

It's all here and once again, it's burning a hole in my pocket.

-Shall we go and do some spending?

-Come on.

-Come on.

So, as the sun rises over Hitchin, it heralds the beginning

of an almighty clash between these two noble knights of the knick-knack

as they stride boldly out onto the fields of battle,

their minds are racing with strategies.

Now I think Eric's a little bit worried

because he's not anticipating finding any antiques around here.

Well, he'll be the only antique here probably today.

So I'm going to get stuck in and my strategy today is the bold

because he who dares, wins.

Mm, audacious stuff from the sharp dressed warrior.

But his more experienced rival

has seen it all before.

Well, I don't mind telling you

that my strategy at car boots is very simple.

I'm going to go out there

and look for anything that might be just that little bit older...

than me.

Well get going then, Obi Wan K-nocker.

This boot sale browsing battle has now begun,

but who will be the first to strike?

The bells are ringing out already.

Look at this, my first purchase.

I've got two Jeff Banks limited edition canvases, hand painted.

On the back we can see it's got the label.

This is number 327 of only 400.

£2, what a bargain.

And also got myself a little bear chucked in for 50 pence.

I know two people with daughters called Erin,

should have another sale in the bag.

So it's The Hammer whose first to bang out a deal.

He's in his element here with two buys in the bag already.

His veteran opponent must be feeling the pressure.

His campaign is all about capturing fine antiques,

but can he track them down?

Is it Ming?

Might be more mass made than Ming, Eric

but your optimism is admirable.

HE LAUGHS

Dare I ask how much that one is?

Well, I was looking for 15 quid on that.

15 quid.

Well, we can...

-I don't want to twist your arm....

-Twist my arm.

-All right, OK.

What can we do? I could do 12 quid on it.

OK, £12, first buy of the day, it's all there,

it's not knackered or anything like that.

-There's no marks on it, it's lovely.

-No, no, there will be by the time I'm finished with it.

Only joking, only joking.

Well, I just bought myself a cloisonne bowl.

It's Chinese.

It's not of any great age.

It could be in the last 50 years.

In a push it might be 1930s but I doubt it.

But the things is about cloissone it's just such fabulous quality.

Hopefully I'll see a profit.

So the first quality item's in the back for Knocker at a knock-down price.

But with The Hammer still one buy ahead,

he's got a fight on his hands.

And Jedi JC remains dogged in his attack.

# You ain't nothing but a hound dog... #

-Well, that's quite nice, how much are they?

-£1 each.

£1 each.

I can't, I can't haggle at a £1 each, can I? I should do!

I know, but you look like nice people.

-We are very nice people.

-You'll throw them at me if I try to haggle.

-We've got six dogs we need to feed, that's why we're here.

-Right!

So £1 each for those.

The Hammer collars the ornamental retrievers putting him further ahead of his rival.

And with the bit firmly between his teeth,

he's revving up for another buy.

I did spot a book here.

How much?

We've got four on it... It's your prerogative now.

Well, I tell you what, if we said a fiver for them both,

-that's three quid for that and two for that.

-Go on, then.

-Yeah?

Look at this! I know I'm not spending much money

but it's not in the spending it's in the profit.

Profit is indeed king, John.

The Hammer may not have spent big

but with four buys to Knocker's one, he's definitely setting the pace.

But our Eric isn't going to let The Hammer ride off

into the antique sunset just yet.

I'm looking at two sort of... I don't know what you call them.

They're character mugs, I suppose.

It's Mr Micawber. It's what you might call a before and after.

That's at he beginning of his holiday,

and that's at the end of his holiday.

And how much are they, can I ask?

They're £10 each.

-£10 each.

-Yes.

Mr Micawber is one of those Dickensian characters

that stayed with me ever since I discovered him as a small boy.

I think he look the happiest, doesn't he? So is it £10?

-It is, yes.

-OK.

See that, look, no haggling! £10 straight in.

No haggling, Eric, are you sure that's wise?

Knocker is steadily catching up on The Hammer,

but can he do anything extra to sink his rival's spirits?

Ah, Eric.

Well, there's something that'll go down a treat.

Did you lecture on one of the...

You cheeky, on the Titanic?!

So you made any purchases yet?

-I might've done.

-Haven't hit any icebergs yet?

No, no, no, no.

No, but there is a lettuce over there, you might go with that one.

-OK, an iceberg lett... Oh, forget it.

-All right...

Oh, I don't know. His jokes don't get any better, do they?

Not really, no.

The unsinkable Hammer refuses to be put off his stroke as

he splashes out on a another buy.

I've just purchased this cast iron doorstep for £10.

It's rusty but actually there's not a lot of age to this.

However, it is Titanic.

It will be popular, and people still need doorstops.

And on the same stall as my doorstop

I bought this 1960s lithograph folding tray.

£5 that, £10 that.

There's no big money to be spent here today,

but there's lots of profit to be made.

Eric, you're going to go down like the Titanic.

Oh, The Hammer showing nerves of steel as he taunts his senior adversary.

And with the tray he took away for a fiver,

that takes his tally to an impressive six purchases.

Jedi John is definitely in the driving seat,

giving our slick back supremo enough time for a trip down memory lane.

Now, this takes me back.

My very first job was on the family's fruit and veg stall

down in Charlotte Street in Portsmouth.

Let's see if I've still got it.

Any bowl you like now. Pound a bowl. Plums there, look.

Pound for pears.

Come on, don't be shy.

BELL TOLLS Any where you like. Pound a bowl.

Come on, sir, you look like you need warming up.

Come on. We've got plums here, pomegranates...

I suppose I'd better get back to work. Enough of this nostalgia.

JOKE FLOP MUSIC

You've definitely still got it, John.

Let's hope when it comes to selling today's booty,

things go a bit better.

And demonstrating how it should be done,

Knocker dashes in with a daring double deal.

I'm forever coming across West German pottery.

I'm just an easy touch for it.

I've actually gone and bought meself a splendid vase.

I just love the random construction of a vase like that.

Date-wise, probably about 1962

and for a tenner I'm very happy.

But I'm even happier with me lights,

because it's very unusual to come across them.

They go under the term of fat lava. It's a terrible title,

but it's all to do with the sort of glazes that have been used.

Same sort of period

and to find a pair of hanging lights,

it's that little bit more unusual.

Price - £20 and I think £20 well spent.

So the sage of ceramics is back

in his comfort zone with a victorious vase purchase.

He's hot on The Hammer's trail

but Jedi JC is determined to exterminate his rival's chances.

-How much is the Cyberman?

-Two pounds.

Two pounds. Two pound!

How could I not buy that for two pounds,

if only just to scare Eric with it?

Scare Knocker?

Not sure about that, John.

DOCTOR WHO THEME

Our Eric's the original Time Lord of the trade.

That's got to give me a profit. Someone might buy it just to

put on display in their very own Tardis.

So with the Cyberman seconded, let's see

how things are playing out

between the south coast's Skywalker and the Ben Kenobi of Burnley.

Both of our out-of-this-world antiques warriors

each had up to £250 of their own money to spend.

Eric Knocker Knowles has gone for the stealthy approach,

targeting and taking down four purchases and spending £52,

leaving him £198 to play with.

John The Hammer Cameron is taking on all comers,

his swift saber work notching up seven buys so far,

but with a spend of only £24.50,

he's still got £225.50 left in his kitty.

So the battle lines are drawn

for round two of our car boot wars.

Our two knights of the antiques alliance

are going head-to-head once again,

lightsabers drawn, as they face the storm trooping stallholders

and the Force is definitely with The Hammer,

as he closes in for another deal.

Tell me about this. Is it some sort of game?

It's a drinking game and you can choose whatever spirit you want.

Yeah. Got to check to make sure it's all there. It's all there.

-We've got the original box.

-I'm sorry.

I don't supply the whiskey or the brandy.

-I think we can live with that. How much is the game?

-Two pounds.

Two pounds. Well, that's worth two pounds of anyone's money.

Thank you.

So, with The Hammer coasting along with eight buys now racked up,

Knocker has got a lot of chasing to do.

This is quite a tough call because

you've got to struggle to find

the stands that have got anything you think might have a resale value.

Without being too unkind,

it must be incredibly difficult for The Hammer,

because I think he's slightly out of his comfort zone.

Unless he can find anything that goes on a boat or a ship,

he's a fish out of water.

Yes, Knocker's talking the talk, trying to keep

his southern opponent in his place, but will his tactics

have any effect?

Judging by John's performance so far,

the answer is no.

This has got a few chips round the stopper there, love.

-What's the best price you'll do on that?

-Three?

Three quid? Deal.

-Three pounds. There we are.

-Thank you very much.

-Very welcome.

Another purchase there, look.

We've got ourselves six shot glasses and a decanter,

with a little lithograph picture on them all of a sailing ship.

Not antique, but at three quid

definitely a profit.

So, The Hammer notches up yet another buy

and Knocker is forced to eat his words.

That's got to hurt!

So, where does our knight of the north go from here?

What's going through my mind is that I've been around this place now

about three or four times

and I'm hoping that I'm going to see

that one object that somehow I missed

on all the previous occasions.

And I'm walking past this stall behind me very quick,

because I'm watching me figure at the moment

and that's temptation behind me.

Yes, valiantly resisting a comfort-eating binge,

Knocker instead makes a move on some enamel napkin rings.

So I'm looking at cloisonne,

Chinese, they're not ancient,

but I'm quite intrigued with cloisonne,

because there's an awful lot of work goes into making one of these.

They make so many of them, the price is very, very cheap,

but I think they're rather chic.

-I've got six of them. How much are these, ladies?

-£10 for them.

-£10.

-You sure? They're £10 for the six. I'll have' em. Is that OK?

-Yeah.

-That's brilliant.

-OK.

So, I've just gone and purchased

six little Chinese napkin rings.

Again, it's cloisonne,

that lovely coloured enamel,

it's actually a glass paste that's laid in between

different copper wires

to make up this very elaborate pattern.

Could you imagine how long it would take to make one of these alone,

because they're all hand done. You can't do them with a machine.

So a rattling riposte from Knocker.

But he's still trailing on the buying front

and The Hammer isn't letting up.

He buys two Harley-Davidson

drinks coasters for just a pound

and he's spotted what could be the bargain of the day.

I spotted something over here that I'm sure will give me

a definite profit.

There's a great picture on the front, real handsome guy that I think

nobody could be able to resist having this book.

And look who I saw right there!

Isn't he handsome?

And why doesn't he have the bowtie any more?

The book's got two pounds on it. Is that the best price?

-You can have it for a pound.

-I can have it for a pound. Don't even haggle?

-No.

-There we are.

There's a pound for the book. Look at that.

Now, if I don't get a profit on that, I'm going to give up this job

and go back to carpentry!

Yes, but to be fair,

our Knocker hasn't aged a day!

(SUGGESTIVELY) Hello!

Now, how will Eric react when his revved-up rival confronts him

with purchase number 11?

-Ay up!

-Eric!

-Come on!

What's going on in there?

I'm just trying to keep something up here in my coat.

-I do apologise in advance.

-Hang on, hang on, hang on!

It's not a ferret, is it? Come on, what is it?

It's not a ferret and I know I'm not the first to have done this to you,

but I couldn't resist it.

-I was browsing...

-Oh, look at that!

..look what I found. And I just couldn't resist.

Oh, I'm going to cry! Look at the price.

He actually knocked a pound off!

-I paid a pound for it.

-Oh no!

I don't suppose I could get you to do this for me, please?

-No, no, that's fine.

-"Best wishes."

OK, because

I have to say,

although it may have cost you a pound,

the signature itself,

I always charge a fiver for!

So all in your good time.

Pop it in the post to me.

-You want a fiver for it?

-Give me a fiver, just for the signature.

You've got to earn a crust somehow, haven't you?

A fiver! You'll be lucky, Eric.

Both our warriors are now back in the fray

and although time is marching on, this fight is far from over.

I came by earlier, looked at those,

this gentleman said he thought they were £10, but he better ask the boss.

This is the boss. I just got them for £10.

Actually, they were priced at 20. I might have got him in trouble.

What do they call that, when that happens?

-Divorce!

-Divorce.

THEY LAUGH

Send me the solicitor's bill, all right?

He's forked out just £10.

That's a killer of a cutlery buy from The Hammer.

My last purchase of the day, a 1960's small cutlery set.

It's all complete, excellent condition

and a nice striking black and white design on the box.

I'm going to see one of the vintage dealers in Portsmouth

and hopefully turn myself a little profit out of that.

Once again The Hammer extends his lead,

but this time, Knocker's hot on his heels with a retro find of his own.

Little table's nice.

-How much is it and then I know.

-25.

-25.

That's sweet, isn't it?

Yeah. OK, that's the best, is it?

-You don't mind me saying?

-Well, make me an offer.

Well, if it was £20

-I'd pull out a £20 note now.

-OK.

-20. I'll do 20.

-You'll do 20?

OK, all right.

-Can we just try this?

-You've got proper gloves on.

-ERIC GRUNTS

-OK, lovely.

That's about as much arm wrestling as I do.

So it's success for Knocker who's gone over to the dark side

with the vintage coffee table.

I nearly didn't pick it up.

It's a stylish little coffee table.

And the legs are a bit of a giveaway. Look at those legs.

The legs point towards this dating from probably

round about 1955, 1965,

certainly from within that decade.

It's not my biggest spend of the day,

but it is one of the most pleasing spends.

So Eric's pleased,

but he won't be happy that he's still trailing behind The Hammer.

With time running out, he's snatched up something he hopes will

lay foundations of a mighty profit.

Well, I've just bought something

that I'm half embarrassed to tell you,

I've not got much of a clue about,

but I just bought this for £40 from a lady.

I'm told it's Turkish.

Why on earth would I buy something that I'm clueless about?

Well, to be frank with you, it is hand knotted

and when I look at something like this,

I think, "Would I want to spend hours and hours and days

"or whatever, making, creating something like this, for £40?"

I don't think so.

With that sure thing purchase in the bag for Knocker,

and with the sellers starting to pack away, let's see how

our daring dealers have fared in today's car-boot combat.

Our jaunty Jedis each started the day with £250 of their own money.

Eric 'Knocker' Knowles had a slow start but then rallied

and went all-out wielding his sabre to capture seven quality items

for a total spend of £122.

John The Hammer Cameron got stuck in from the get go,

going in for kill after kill with a colossal 12 buys in all,

but only spending a total of just £41.50.

One may have spent nearly three times as much as the other

but it's whoever makes the most profit that really counts.

With both dark master and khaki-clad pupil

downing their weapons of war, it's time for a bit of show and tell.

Oh my!

He doesn't get out much, does he?

You know what, you're looking like a bit of a Time Lord there as well, Eric, with the scarf.

-What do you think of my Cyberman helmet?

-What!

I didn't see that today.

I don't know about you, Eric, but I found it quite tough going today.

There weren't many things here that I could class as antique.

In fact, I think one of the oldest things I bought was your book!

Well, listen, it goes back and there's a lot to learn from it.

It was a tough call today, there's no two ways about it.

I'm reasonably happy with what I bought.

Look, there's profit in this here junk

so we'll see at the end of the day, all right?

-All right, all right.

-All right.

-All right.

-All right, Knocker.

I'll see you later.

And so, episode one of car-boot wars comes to an end

but episode two marks a whole new beginning.

The array of spoils hijacked at Hitchin must now all be sold

for the highest prices possible. Whoever makes the most money wins

and all the profit will be going to our experts' chosen charities.

Our noble knights return home to prepare for the fight ahead.

Knocker to beautiful Buckinghamshire and The Hammer to picturesque Portsmouth.

Knocker wastes no time in assessing his weapons of war.

Let me reintroduce you to all my buys,

starting with this pair of ceramic lamps.

Very much retro. The cloisonne is lovely.

I'm going to be looking for somebody

who recognises quality when they see it.

The same applies to the cloisonne napkin rings.

The other West German vase, again about 1960,

and it sits on a table of the same vintage

with those wonderful sort of pylon-type steel legs.

A Dickensian character, Mr Micawber.

I'm going to be looking for somebody

who understands early rugs and carpets

and hopefully I'm going to find a nice profit

on each and every item you see before your very eyes.

The Hammer is casting an eye over his colossal cache.

Back in the warm now, I'm glad to say, from the car-boot sale.

Bit of an interesting day.

Didn't buy anything really old except Eric's book, that is.

I have my 1950s retro folding tray and the '60s cutlery set.

Love that drinking chessboard set and my little 1950s liqueur set.

I bought those two golden retrievers

and particularly liked my Cyberman helmet,

and at £2, I've got to make a profit and help exterminate the Knocker.

The Hammer has also got to shift his beanie bear,

the Jeff Banks prints, the Titanic doorstop

and the Harley Davidson book and coasters.

So once again, our Jedi Knights prime themselves for battle.

They'll be boldly roaming the galaxy in search of buyers for their items

but no deal will be truly sealed until they've shaken on it

and the money's changed hands.

Eric begins with some intensive research

deep in the vaults of Knocker HQ.

The poor fellow is up to his eyes in reference books.

But what an opposite picture down south.

The Prince Of Portsmouth has limited his research to just one book -

the one that counts.

Holed up with his rubber ducky, he couldn't be more relaxed.

Once he's dried off, the Hammer heads for Southsea

determined to offload his tray to vintage shop owner Lucy.

-This is the item I brought you.

-OK.

-Have a look at it.

-It's cool.

-I can actually see this in my little '50s car, actually.

-I knew you'd like it.

I hoped you'd like it but didn't know

whether you'd want it for the shop or for something that

would go on vintage revivals in the car.

I'm sure it will probably end up in my house somewhere.

-How much do you like it?

-About 50p much?

No, I don't know, depends.

-Don't be mean. What do you see, come on?

-Tenner?

-Tenner!

-I spent hours polishing that!

-Did you?

I was hoping for a bit more, 30 quid's worth.

-A little bit less would be better. 20 and we're done.

-£20?

All right, all right, £20. £20, all right.

A bit of a tussle there for John

but he still managed to bag a profit of £15.

And there's another vintage item that he's loath to part with -

his signed Eric Knowles Antiques Guide

but after reading it from cover to cover in the hot tub

and mugging up on all his rival's top tips,

John parts with the trusty tome for £20.

A corking profit of £19.

So unwittingly, Knocker earns his opponent a nice little profit.

Such a cruel irony can trigger a crisis of confidence in a chap

and even make him want to turn the clock back.

MUSIC: "Those Were The Days" by Mary Hopkin

Maybe not.

A smiling Eric is on his way to specialist dealer Stuart in Preston,

who he's hoping will be interested

in his German light fittings and vase.

I'd be intrigued to know from you just who made that

because I've not been able to find out.

The form and the glaze is very reminiscent of Schmider.

Georg Schmider from Zell.

He looks better than he does in the photograph.

I thought it was a very pretty thing, that's why I bought it.

First things first, I've got to point out that I bought these...

-Oh, dear.

-I was tempted to get the old black marker out.

I show everything as it is.

-What sort of date are you going to put on these?

-'70-74.

The company who made these are most likely to be Kira Keramik.

What do you think is the sort of dealer price on something like that?

The second one, with that chip,

you'll really find it very difficult to sell.

I would like if possible somewhere around £30 for the two.

Come at me and tell me what you'd be prepared to pay.

I would say that that is pretty high.

If I came down to £25, is that getting more palatable?

-I think 20 is about as far as I can go.

-Really?

-It is, yes.

-OK.

So because of damage to one of the lights,

Knocker has to live with breaking even.

What about this little fellow?

-I thought it was a bit of a treasure, that.

-It is nice.

-I'd expect around about 15 for that.

-I won't get the violins out.

I would like if I can, £18 for that pot.

It is a nice piece. We've got a deal.

-Can we do a deal on that?

-Yes, we can.

-All right, excellent.

-Eric talks the pot up to win a profit of £8.

Nice work, Knocker.

Still in Southsea, The Hammer is after a buyer

for his '60s boxed cutlery.

He's tracked down Chris,

whose retro-style flat could be the ideal home for it.

I've been sort of holding out for the right cutlery set

and I've got a feeling that this is probably the closest I'm going to get

-to a '60s set, to be honest.

-I was looking for about £40.

Is that the best you can do?

-In my head, I was looking at more sort of 30.

-£30?

Any better than that?

-31?

-31!

-It's slightly better.

-I would stretch to 35.

£35.

-Chris, you've got yourself a deal.

-OK.

-And a cutlery set.

So the knives are out and give The Hammer a profit of £25.

Knocker, the noble knight, is undaunted

and takes his cloisonne bowl to dealer Andrew. Go on, Eric!

I was mesmerised by it because I just loved the design.

Anyway, you deal with cloisonne and suchlike,

so you tell me what you think.

-I do like that.

-You do. You're not alone.

What sort of price were you looking for that, Eric?

Well, I was looking around the sort of £45 mark for it.

-I just noticed that. That's strange.

-That is weird.

Forgive me, I've been living with this for a few days

and I've looked at it and I've had my fingers around it.

That might colour your thinking but does that bother you?

-I think it does at 45.

-What price would it not bother you?

-That's the question.

-I think nearer the 30 mark.

-30.

OK, can I sting you for another £2

because that would make everything nice and even for me.

As this is nice and even, I think I could stretch to that.

OK. You're a star. OK, and thank you very much.

Goodbye, darling, I've loved being with you.

It's the only bird I've ever come across

that's never really broken my heart.

Aw - a rare insight into Knocker's inner pain.

But the Burnley boy still stings like a bee to get a profit of £20.

It's Jedi John's turn to strap on his shiny armour for battle.

So, suited and booted, he sets out

to convince Karen that the Jeff Banks prints he bought for only £2

would be the perfect additions to her restaurant.

-Make it 100 and you've got yourself a deal.

-No. 85?

-90, come on.

-87.

-87!

You know what, I'm going to take 87. £87. I don't mind odd numbers.

So John makes a very impressive profit of £85 and that's got him

in the mood for an intergalactic assault.

He's on the trail of collector Richard.

Could a man who is already the proud owner of a Dalek

be persuaded to buy a Cyberman mask?

-The grandchildren must love this.

-They love it to bits. It's just beautiful.

They bring their friends to come and see it.

-They photograph themselves with it.

-It's amazing.

It's my first, I have to say.

Listen, you can't have a Dalek without a Cyberman, can you?

-Goodness!

-The grandkids are going to love that. Don't you think?

Yes, very different. I've not seen one of those.

I do feel at a bit of a disadvantage that you've got

a Dalek here to help you with negotiations, Richard.

I hope you don't mind if I get into character. Is that all right?

Let's have a look.

ROBOTIC VOICE: I would like £30 for this helmet, Richard.

How does that sound?

-What do we think?

-Don't listen to him.

Way above what I'd like to pay for that.

I would think more about £10-15, on those lines, really.

-£10 is not enough.

-15. 15, I would say.

15 is not quite enough.

-I was thinking at least £25.

-I tell you what.

-Don't point that thing at me.

-I think we could split.

£20, I'd be happy taking a gamble with that.

£20 then. You have a deal.

An £18 profit from a surreal sale.

Knocker better watch his back because it looks like

the Hammer's recruited some serious help in taking him down.

What was that you said?

Eric Knowles, we will exterminate you.

Scary!

Both our lords of the lightsaber

have been duelling deftly right from the off.

So far, Eric has sold three of his items and has bagged a profit of £28

while John has made five sales at this midway stage

and he's way ahead in cash terms with a profit of £162.

The Hammer might be ahead on sales

but he's still got six items to offload.

Knocker only has four more buyers to seek out for his wares

so steeling himself for the critical combat ahead, our jousting Jedi

is walking his dogs down to his local radio station

to try and collar a sale.

I'm here to meet local DJ Rick Jackson with my two little resin dogs

that I bought at the car boot.

Why have I brought them here? Rick is a well-known dog lover

and has a fondness for golden retrievers.

MUSIC: "Radio Ga Ga" by Queen

There's no age to them.

They aren't made of the finest injection-moulded resin.

-RICK LAUGHS But they are charming nonetheless, aren't they?

-That one is.

This one is a bit sad. It looks like it needs a little bit of extra love.

-You like this one but not so much that one?

-No.

How much would you be willing to pay for this charming Harvey look-alike?

Let me have a closer look.

It does look like Harvey, it's got his colour and everything else.

I know a place where it could go as well.

-So, a fiver?

-A fiver! You are... Do you know what?

It's a generous day, it's almost my birthday.

I didn't believe all the things people said about you, Rick.

-Now I'm starting to! I was thinking 20 quid.

-Were you?

-Yeah, I was.

-Radio presenters don't get that much.

-Come on!

-Tenner.

Call it 15 quid, right, for Harvey and I'll chuck in that one.

Make it 15 quid, don't chuck in that one.

15 quid. That's great, OK.

Since I have agreed to your request of taking this one away,

can I make a request?

-Go on then?

-Can you do MC Hammer - Can't Touch This?

-I can.

MUSIC: "U Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer

The sad-faced dog might have been cruelly rejected

but the happy Hammer gets to take him home along with a profit of £13.

The irrepressible Eric is beaming in blue and he won't be denied.

He's headed to Hartford with his coffee table

and he's hoping that it will win over retro furniture dealer, Hannah.

I'm not sure whether it's you or not. I don't want to say too much.

-Do you want to...?

-Yeah, let's have a look.

I thought when I bought that, it had enough style.

It's quirky, it's quite sweet. It's very small.

-Sonny, what do you think?

-Is this your business partner?

-He is, yes.

He makes most of the decisions.

-I guess the question is how much?

-I was... We're talking small money.

We're talking £30.

It's the sort of thing if I did buy,

I would probably be paying a little bit less for.

OK, How much less?

I reckon I'd probably pick him up for about 20 quid.

Do you think we might find a halfway house?

I tell you what, I think Sonny could use it to hold his dog food bowl.

-How decadent, how decadent is that!

-I think he's given it the nod.

-Haven't you, Sonny.

-Has he?

-I think we have a deal.

-Listen, put it there, kid.

It's a paltry profit of £5 on the tiny table

but look on the bright side, Eric. It all counts.

As much as it grieves me to admit it,

I think I've made something of a dog's dinner about that last deal.

Now, what's this?

Our south coast stormtrooper is on the move

but where on earth is he off to?

I'm here with my Harley Davidson book and coasters

to meet a friend, Keith, who is a member of a local riding club.

Now, as anyone knows,

the Mods and Rockers never really got along that well.

With me in full dress on my scooter and he with his riding mates,

I'm expecting a bit of a rough ride myself

and I think he'll have brought a few numbers as well.

How's it going? All right? Thank you for turning up.

I didn't know you were going to bring a few boys with you, Keith.

-Here is the book. Do you like it?

-That's very good.

-It's not one you've got?

-It's not one I've got, no.

I think I might be interested.

OK, look, I'm going to throw in these two coasters as well, look at that.

Do you want to make me an offer for the book, Keith?

Depends what you're asking for it.

Listen, I know you're a good man so you make me an offer.

-What about 20?

-£20 is not a bad bid, Keith. Not a bad bid.

Could you make 25?

15!

He's supposed to be coming up the other way!

Would £25 be any better?

-I was thinking more 20.

-£20.

-Driving a hard bargain.

-What you want to do, £20?

-£20.

-£20, you've got a deal.

And I might even get out of here in one piece.

You've got one minute to get you and your hairdryer out of here.

Better get her fired up then. Let's hope she starts!

Yes, a hasty exit for The Hammer before the bikers get to hairy,

but he's made a profit of £16 on that double deal

which is a real result.

After more copious research,

Eric has driven down to Henley to dispense with his Turkish rug.

I know when we were talking before we agreed £45,

so if now you're seeing it as is, you still happy with that?

-I'm happy, of course I am.

-OK, put it there. Excellente!

And his successful sale to dealer Abbah gives him

a delightful profit of £5

so it's smiles for Knocker

but not for the Hammer, who's been thwarted in his first attempt

to sell the Titanic doorstop.

Is he discouraged? No. He lifts anchor once more

and heads to the house of boat owner, Albert,

hoping that he might go for the doorstop

and his maritime-themed drinks set.

-What about 75 quid for the two?

-I'll give you 70 quit.

-£70?

-Both lots.

-Yeah, both lots.

-£70, got yourself a deal.

-Cash, I've got to give you?

-Cash you've got to give me, yeah.

It's a shipshape £57 profit on that daring double deal

from our Hampshire hero.

I'll go to any depth for a good profit.

Whatever you say, JC.

Next on Knocker's to-do list

is a visit to dealer Mike in Hertfordshire with his Dickensian jug.

I've got a character jug which I'm trying to move along.

-I've grown attached to him.

-Very nice. Silver-plated at the top.

I think - is it perfect?

The only thing I've not done, I've not cleaned it

because it makes it look a bit bright and shiny.

-It might rub it off.

-It might!

It's in good condition,

it just all depends how much you want for it, doesn't it?

I was looking for about 20 quid for the thing.

I think at £20 we have a deal. Shall we shake on it?

Yeah, we'll have to now, won't we?

I should have said more, I should have said 25 or something.

-You would have got 25.

-No! Just cut that. Cut that immediately.

Sorry, Eric. We tell it like it is.

Knocker should have seen that one coming

but at least he pockets a £10 profit.

Eric doesn't dwell on his misfortune for long though.

He comes out fighting with an £80 sale of the napkin rings

he bought for just £10, a very civilised £70 profit

for the Earl Of Earthenware.

And that big final sale for Knocker's got to have

The Hammer shaking in his boots.

He's still got two sales left to make

and he's taking his beanie bear to local acquaintance, Sonia.

With a daughter called Erin, this bear has got her name all over it.

What are you laughing at, Sonia?

-Because it's green and her name is Erin Green.

-Pleased or disappointed?

It's very small.

-It's not the first time I've heard that, I can tell you.

-OK.

-Limited edition, still in the packaging.

-Right.

-Want to buy it?

-What's the damage going to be?

-25 quid?

-I'll give you 20.

You'll give me 20 and 10 seconds to get out your office, is that right?

£20. I will take that

and I shall not darken your doorstep for a long time. £20? Deal.

A very bearable profit of £19.50 for The Hammer who wastes no time

in heading for a local hostelry in a bid to offload

his drinking game to his friend, Giles.

I've never seen the game before.

It is French, it's in good condition, the box is intact,

all the pieces are there.

-Do you want to make me an offer?

-I'll give you 15 quid for it.

-15 quid, I was thinking 40 quid actually.

-40!

This is vintage, Giles. You can't get this any more.

Come on, you can do better than that.

-I'll give you 20 quid.

-£20! No, no, no. 35, come on, Giles.

-No way.

-Give me 30.

-No.

-Come on, 30 quid.

-You're meant to know how bartering works!

22.50.

-Tell you what, £25, we'll have a deal. £25 is cheap.

-25 quid.

-Go on then.

-Deal.

Our happy Hammer comes up trumps with a profit of £23

so can the young pretender triumph over the antiquarian Obi-Wan,

or will our wily old knight of the north come good in the end?

Each of our experts had £250 of their own money

to spend at the car-boot sale.

Eric Knocker Knowles made seven buys and spent a total of £122.

John The Hammer Cameron made a massive 12 purchases

but spent a total of just £41.50.

All that matters from here on in is profit.

All of the money that Eric and John have made from today's challenge

will be going to charities 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.

-John, how you doing?

-Good evening, Eric.

-Good evening.

The last time we met it was good morning

and a very early good morning at that, wasn't it?

I need to know how you got on with my book.

I did read it first, Eric, you'll be pleased to know.

I did read it and the signature did help

but you managed to buy the only genuine antiques at that car boot.

-I bought household stuff.

-I did like the cloisonne that I bought.

It hurt to sell something for less than I would be prepared to pay for it

but that's the name of the game.

Was it the tat or was it the treasure that won the day,

we're about to find out. Go for it.

It was the tat! Good grief.

What on earth have you been selling for that sort of money?

-Do you know how much I got for your book?

-Go on, tell me.

It wasn't that much.

I wish I could have kept it actually. It was a good read.

Come on. I've got another book for you to read.

So John has trounced Eric in today's car-boot combat

making over twice as much profit.

When it comes to antiques knowledge, Eric is definitely my master.

But when it comes to making profit out of other people's rubbish,

I'm living proof that where there's muck there's brass.

I don't want to come across as being a bad loser

but how anybody could find such tat and then sell it for such a profit,

it completely flabbergasts me.

I am obviously dealing with a man here

who could sell snow or ice cream to Eskimos.

But the antiques emperor will be hoping to strike back tomorrow

when he takes on The Hammer in a continental clash at a flea market in Paris.

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