Catherine v Jonty - Foreign Antiques Market Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is,

the show that pits its 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 and daily challenge.

Lovely!

We've got some work to do.

Putting their own money, and their hard earned reputations on the line.

Oh...

As they see who can make the most money from buying and selling.

Get in there!

Today's bargain bus stop pitches the winning wisdom of Jonty Hearnden

against the dulcet determination of Catherine Southern

in an antiques' market in Paris.

Coming up... The exceptional expense exasperates our experts.

Honestly, these prices are incredible.

Jonty jaunty shows his sense of style.

If I walk down the street, what do you think?

And Catherine gets well and truly put in her place.

I'm asking for 70 on them, correct me if I'm wrong?

You are wrong, but thank you for offering.

It's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Flexing their dealing muscles today,

two of the country's most experienced antiques' athletes.

Finely honed and toned, they're ready to jump into action

and push all the way through to the finish line.

First up, a woman with as much grace as she has grit.

A dogged dealer whose bark is nowhere near as bad as her bite!

It's "Cunning" Catherine Southon.

I am going to find some great things here.

And today, she faces one of the masters of the trade,

always calm, always collecting,

it's Jonty "The Hitman" Hearnden.

I'm determined to really, really nail Catherine.

And, there's a completely different feel to today's contest.

It's a foreign affair. Our canny connoisseurs are packing their punches in Paris

at the Oberkampf market, right in the heart of the city.

They've each taken £750 worth of euros to spend

and all the profit they make from their purchases will go to the charities of their choice.

Jonty Hearnden

and Catherine Southon, Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

-Bonjour, Jonty.

-Bonjour. How are you?

Very well, thank you. Very excited.

Welcome to, not so sunny Paris.

-Not so sunny but full of great potential, I think.

-I know.

-I know that we've got what £750 to spend.

-750.

-Up to £750.

Are you going to spend lots?

Erm, I'd like to find French items that are difficult to find back home.

Often they tend to be 20th century French items,

so a lot of glass, for instance.

That's my plan! I'm going to buy early 20th century decorative items.

-Are you now?

-We've got a bit of a war on, I think.

-See you later.

-Good luck, Jonty.

Yes, our premium payer might look right at home in Paris,

but how comfortable will they be once they've got down to business.

After just a few minutes, Cunning Catherine is in her element.

My eyes are going everywhere because I can see things jumping out at me,

left, right and centre. This is feeling very good.

It's safe to say that Catherine Southon is seriously excited.

This is going to be a cracking contest.

Jonty, on the other hand, is taking everything in his stride

and he's quietly confident.

We're right in the heart of Paris.

So, I'm not expecting to find great bargains.

I'm just looking for those items that are great translations back in the UK.

So those items that are really quite difficult to find.

Our bargain beagles are both nosing around for 20th century collectables

and this is the perfect place to be.

It's packed with all sorts of impeccable items.

C'est bonne. Oui?

And it's eagle-eyed Jonty who swoops first.

I really quite like the look of this teapot

and matching sugar bowl.

They're bright, colourful, 1960s,

the sort of thing that can translate back in the UK.

It's 20th century.

What's so nice about it is we've a really nice French makers stamp

on the underside of this teapot.

The most important thing that teapots like this have to be in really good condition.

So have a look around the inside of the lid

and have a look around the spout is where you get chips.

At ten euros, that's nine quid, there has to be a profit there somewhere.

But, will Jonty simply accept the marked price?

Oh no, he uses all his charm to wangle a deal

out of the French stallholder.

That Hitman Hearnden is a one man, wheeling dealing machine.

There you go, I did a bit of haggling with the stall holder

and I did get my teapot and sugar bowl, which is of course wrapped up

in the obligatory champagne bucket,

which came within the ten euros price.

So I've got two purchases for ten euros, nine quid.

Bargain, bargain, bargain.

To be precise, the euro conversion is actually £9.09.

With two first-rate contenders like Jonty and Catherine, every penny counts.

So, The Hitman's off the mark,

but our ladybird of prey could be about to swoop on a target.

She's found a couple of wooden biscuit moulds.

I like something a bit unusual.

They're basically... You put the mixture, the pastry,

the biscuit in here.

I'm just wondering, they're not very deep but they're quite decorative.

-C'est combien?

-Quarante et quarante.

-Non, monsieur.

40 euros each, our Cunning lass is having none of that.

Oui... Soixante?

She goes in at 60 for the pair.

-Hey...

-No.

Mon ami, mon ami.

And then tries to butter up the vendor with some friendly French.

I think they're too...

-Soixante? Oui? Soixante?

-OK.

-Voila!

And she's managed it, a quarter of the price knocked off.

The final cost £54.55.

I've never seen anything quite like them.

I think they're going to make me a very tasty profit.

This battle's just begun and already both our daring dealers

have picked up a French fancy

but then it's all change and the early buying frenzy grinds to a halt.

The Hitman and our Cunning queen can't seem to pin down purchase number two.

# You've got me running Going out of my mind

# You've got me thinking that I'm wasting my time

# Don't bring me down... #

This is an old spirit level.

Of course, something like this can translate back home.

But not when it's 75 euros.

I know what I want but I just can't find it.

Catherine started the day all excited

but all this wandering around has stolen her sparkle.

I've only bought one item and I'm getting really concerned about this now

because I'm not seeing anything at all.

I'm going to go down there because it's really bustling down there

and I'm hoping that I might find some magical items.

And she's heading in the right direction for the magic.

A short time later she conjures up a wooden box.

Qu-est-ce que c'est?

C'est pour les chaussures.

For your shoes, like shoe polishing.

-So you put your polish and brushes?

-Brush.

C'est combien?

-Quarante-cinq.

-Oh! Quarante-cinq, c'est trop cher!

Catherine thinks 45 euros is a bit toppy

so our golden girl hits with a heavy haggle and get a chunky discount.

I'm buying a box with woodworm for 30 euros.

I've got no idea, at all, what I'm going to do with it

but this is called desperation en Paris.

Vingt-huit?

Never one to accept anybody's best price,

Cunning Catherine tries to knock off another couple of euros.

-OK.

-Vingt-huit?

-Vingt-huit.

-Mon amie, ma amie? Mon amie?

-Mon amie.

-Ma cherie.

-Non!

Yeah, go easy with the language of love, Catherine.

In the end, our lady buys the shoe shine box

for a rock bottom price of £25.45.

Why did I buy this?

No idea, whatsoever.

-FRENCH ACCENT:

-And as the heady mix of je ne sais crois plays havoc

with Catherine's head, Monsieur Hearnden is being manly and taking on fuel.

A bite of a croissant, some fabulous French coffee. It's so nice here.

And the extra sustenance helps straightaway.

The Hitman discovers reams of retro advertisements.

A lot of these have literally been cut out of magazines and mounted on card.

They have a great presentation feel.

These sorts of adverts would look fantastic on a wall in a cafe.

I've sold to clients before like this.

I've almost like purchased these to order.

These are the sorts of things that you just can't buy in the UK.

You have to come to France to buy these sorts of things.

I'm looking at the price tag and they're all around ten euros.

Now I regard that as good value for money.

The price may be right but our Hitman always has to try and knock it down a little bit more.

I'm determined, this time around, to really, really nail Catherine.

Fighting talk and that's what we're here for.

Jonty picks up his favourite six and does a deal.

I've bought them for 50 euros. That's the price I wanted to pay.

He accepted straightaway.

When that happens, you just wished you gone a bit lower.

Missed a trick there, Hitman, the conversion into sterling £45.45.

Across the market, Catherine's found a fruity little item,

some cherry forks.

-How much is it?

-15.

-I think that's quite fun.

-It's funny, isn't it?

-How old you think it is? '70s, do you think?

-Yes, I think it's from the '70s.

It's quite kitsch, isn't it? Can you take ten euros?

-All right?

-Ten euros?

It a bit of fun, isn't it? I wouldn't say I like it, but it caught my eye.

And she picks up the forks for £9.09.

This is going to get someone very excited.

They are going to have this on the bar and this is going to be a talking point.

I can see big money from this.

What a way to hit the halfway stage, relaxed, happy and confident.

How long is that going to last?

Both our French fighters arrived in Paris with the euro equivalent

of £750 of their own money.

Jonty The Hitman has made two purchases for just under £55,

leaving him more than £695 to spend.

But Cunning Catherine has edged out in front.

Three buys for just over £89,

meaning there's almost £661 left in her kitty.

As we roll into round two,

both our bargain bruisers are freewheeling with French flair.

Both supremely confident they'll batter their opponent into submission.

This is Catherine putting on a brave face.

Today's market has an impressive array of continental collectables, which has

Catherine purring, but frustrated.

There's some very nice things.

Very, very nice things but very, very pricey.

Our trading Titans have both been focusing

on 20th century decorative items and The Hitman is right on target

with some silk scarves from the 1950s.

So she's asking 30 euros which is just on the money, really.

I like the fact that we've got a lovely French silk scarf

and these are the sort of things that translate back home.

I really like this one here.

I don't think it's going to suit me.

In fact, this is the thing that I should be selling to Catherine.

One Hitman haggle later and he buys one and gets one free.

Two scarves for £27.27.

I think... I might...

Just walk down the street.

What do you think? Yeah?

The Parisian sense of fashion seems to be rubbing off on the Hitman

and he's not the only one who's feeling all 'a la mode'.

# Girls on film

# Girls on film. #

So they've both got the moves but it's The Hitman

who walks the walk and sneaks ahead with a sudden fourth purchase,

a pair of dog book ends that cost £22.73.

They're probably made of beech. That's the soft timber that's very easy to carve.

Date wise, 1920s, 1930s. Nothing more than that.

At home, they're very saleable because there are dog lovers in France,

but there are dog lovers back home.

Well, let's hope so, Jonty. As The Hitman pushes ahead,

Catherine has jumped off the catwalk and come straight to a standstill.

Everything I'm picking up is broken.

Losing quite a lot of mother of pearl. Merci beaucoup.

-That's chipped.

-Oui.

-Oui.

Table croquet. It's not complete.

Good for decor.

Yeah, but it's been relined. Broken, recovered.

And, when you're struggling, what do you need?

There you are, a rose amongst everyone here in Paris.

How are you getting on?

I'd love to say that I'm doing brilliantly,

but I'm actually struggling. It's tough. It's tough.

I think, my problem is I'm enjoying myself in the market

and just being nice and slow and easy and enjoying the ambience.

I'm not really being productive.

But, just moments later, Cunning Catherine

navigates her way to a maritime marvel,

two sets of parallel rules from the 1940s.

The trader wants 60 euros for the rules.

So, in typical Catherine style, she offers him just 25.

Vingt-cinq?

Vingt-cinq?

Cinquante.

-Cinquante?

-50.

-No, that's too much.

Too much. Can you come down a bit more?

45.

Best price.

It's so expensive.

A cheap price.

No, cos they're not very old.

-I mean, they're nice. They're sort of ebonised...

-Older than you.

-Well...

Oh, a bit of French flattery, but will it work?

Honestly, these prices are incredible.

-This makes me cry.

-Oh, no! I don't want that.

Catherine can't give in without one final effort.

-40? Come on.

-Five.

-40?

There you go.

-Please?

-45.

Thank you.

And after all that, it's 45 euros, or £40.91.

Thank you. And I'm going to take these.

And they part friends.

-Nice.

-Sort of.

He was not budging. That was really, really hard work.

I cannot negotiate with these Parisians.

They're so stuck on their price and they are not taking a penny less.

Despite the game being evenly split on four items each,

it's all getting a bit stressful for our lady in red.

But across the market, Jonty is looking more laid back than ever.

Having recently bumped into Catherine, I had no idea

just how stressed she would have been in a market like this.

She looked worried, which has kind of relaxed me even more.

But there's one thing about our Catherine,

she's a tenacious trader and she never gives up.

Bonjour.

# Ain't nothing gonna break my stride

# Nobody gonna slow me down

# Oh no, I got to keep on movin'... #

Been around. And coming round again.

Salt and peppers in the form of owls.

But they're in what one would call a poor condition.

Quite poor quality. Not very nicely done. It's a shame. That's the sort of novelty thing I like.

Well, how about a silver-plated figure of a frog?

-What is a frog in French?

-Grenouille.

-Grenouille.

Grenouille.

Mmm, but she's not gone oui for the grenouille. And Catherine hops off.

At a nearby stall, The Hitman has hit upon a 1960s vase.

Can you see there's actually two or three layers of glass in there?

For my money, that vase has to be made in Murano, so Venice.

It's really very good quality.

If you look at the underside, there's no scratches on it,

so 19 euros, that is a really good price.

He's excited about this one.

The lady drops the price to 15 euros, that's £13.64.

Jonty is chuffed to bits.

That's spot on for me. I really like that.

Really very nice quality indeed. So...another purchase.

Just look at The Hitman, all pleased with himself.

While Catherine continues to trawl the stalls, Jonty's laser beam focus locks on target once again.

This time, it's on his first piece of furniture, a mirror.

It's on a stool that is housed,

is riddled with ladies clothing and accessories,

which means there's a strong possibility that they might not

really understand the true value of this mirror.

# Here comes the mirror man... #

Yes, he's a master strategist.

He spots a weakness and hits where it hurts.

-C'est combien?

-Deux cent.

-Deux cent.

The man wants 200 euros. So out comes the pen and paper.

My best price. Dernier prix. Pour moi, Cent cinquante.

Jonty offers 150.

Come on then, you tell me.

The man comes right down to 160.

Jonty tries again with 155.

At which point, the man refers up to his boss, his wife.

She's a hard woman.

They agree a price at 160.

-160.

-Tres difficile. OK?

-Sold.

I'm glad I wasn't dealing with the missus!

The day's first non-20th century item and by far and away the most expensive so far.

The mirror sets Jonty back £145.45.

I just saw something that Jonty bought from a distance,

which is this hideous carved mirror.

I think he's as desperate as I am at the moment.

Don't hold back, Catherine. But The Hitman thinks he has struck gold.

This is such a gorgeous mirror.

It's 19th century, it's beautifully carved and it's in great condition.

Take a look right down here,

there is nothing that's broken on here at all.

It's really deliciously clean and crisp.

And the bevel mirror is the original mirror. And that too is in very, very good condition.

Jonty wheels away, pleased as punch.

And as the day draws to a close, two hours since her last purchase,

Catherine makes a final find.

It's a cast iron umbrella stand with a drip tray in the bottom.

And this one has been enamelled. It's got the original enamel on.

Normally, we'd want to get these for about 60-70... £60-£70.

I might just go and have a word with the stallholder

and see how much he wants.

And quick as a flash, she's back. But is it good news or bad?

Well, I am now the proud owner of this umbrella stand,

without all these bits and pieces, but I got him down to 70 euros.

He was adamant he was having 80, but I got him down to 70.

So that in itself is an achievement.

Whether I'm going to make any profit, that's another matter.

The umbrella stand stands our lady at £63.64.

And with that, both our bartering big shots call it a day.

So with the whistle blown, let's see how things stand.

Both our bargain busters brought £750 worth of their own euros

with them to Paris.

The Hitman had a solid and steady day.

He goes home with six items that cost him £263.63.

And although she spent much of the day worrying,

Cunning Catherine still picked up five pieces for £193.64.

But it's profit that counts in this game.

So who thinks they stand the best chance of some stellar selling?

Last time I saw you, you had a bit of a worried look on your face.

-You're smiling now.

-I am smiling, Jonty.

-I'm happy actually with my purchases.

-Firewood at the back here, explain.

It is not firewood! It is a piece of French history.

Something you'd find perhaps hanging up in a baker's or something like that, biscuit moulds.

Anyway, there's a bit of firewood down there.

-What are they supposed to be?

-Bookends.

Classy, Jonty, really classy.

-HE LAUGHS

-Thank you.

-My mirror, I'm very pleased with.

-Yeah, that's another bit of firewood.

NOTHING Beats my fantastic...

That is class.

This is class beyond belief.

Isn't that wonderful?

-No.

-Don't you think it's fabulous?! I think it's fab!

-I mean, come on, it's a bit of fun, isn't it? And for ten euros.

-Bargain.

I'm going to have a huge amount of fun selling my stuff.

Not sure you are though. It's going to be pretty tricky, looking at that lot.

Yes, I know. And we've got to get it back, as well.

I have no idea how we're going to get it back. My mirror...

-Well, yeah.

-Mmm. Might want to leave that one here, actually!

-Enough!

Cunning Catherine takes no prisoners giving The Hitman

a psychological stripping down before the selling has even begun.

But once back in Blighty the hard work really gets going.

It's no longer about what you know but who you know

and even then that might not even be enough.

Our vendetta-driven vendors must comb the entire country

if necessary to find people who'll pay the very best price.

In Oxfordshire our Hitman reveals he had a hard time hunting.

There were so many things there that were really quite expensively priced,

so you have to really delve deeply to find those bargains.

But I have to say, I think I've got them.

I've got my retro here, I've got my bit of clothing here,

I've got the set of prints, I've got my little bookends

and if there's anybody that appreciates their pets

and their animals it's the French and the Brits, and I am

SO pleased with my mirror - what a find and what a purchase,

I had no idea I could get it so cheaply.

Jonty's clearly overjoyed with his purchases

but Cunning Catherine couldn't be less impressed.

Those disgusting little doggy bookends that Jonty bought,

what was he thinking of?!

And that horrible, ghastly mirror. And he paid a lot of money for that.

Now, come on, Catherine, tell us what you really think.

Jonty, I definitely bought the better items.

I absolutely love these biscuit moulds.

They're so unusual, something completely different

and I'm sure I can have enormous fun selling these.

I can make serious profit on these.

The umbrella stand.

It is quite ordinary and it is the sort of thing you'll find when

you walk round most fairs, but this one is in good original condition.

My parallel rulers I did pay quite a lot of money for but they are

nice pieces and it was really hard to get the right price on that.

Catherine's also selling her shoe shine box and cherry forks.

Like coiled springs our primed predators are ready to pounce.

But until they've shaken on it and the money's changed hands,

no deal is truly sealed, so it's time for the trading to commence.

It's Jonty who launches into action first

but then he hasn't got far to go.

I've just left my home which is, what, 200 meters down the road that way.

And I'm off to see Sid who's just opened up a tea shop

just down the road from me

and amongst many things in her shop is a row of teapots and I'm hoping

she might want to buy one more so I've got my teapot and sugar bowl

and my champagne bucket to see if I can see the whole lot.

The Hitman paid a grand total of £9.09 for this little lot.

And he looks like he's in luck.

Sid clearly likes her vintage cups, saucers and pots.

-So, here's my teapot. Well, actually on closer inspection it's a coffee pot.

-Yes, I would say that.

And here I have my sugar bowl, as well. So it's all matching.

-Beautiful.

-There we go.

-Lovely.

So we have a nice little back stamp there which shows it's all nice and French.

-Lovely colour. I love the colour as well.

-You like the colour?

-Yeah, it's great.

-It is a bit of a retro colour.

-It is, it's good.

And I have from the same period, 1960s,

a stainless steel champagne bucket.

-So I need to sell the whole lot.

-Yep, altogether?

What about 35 for the whole lot?

-How about 30? I could probably manage 30.

-30 quid?

I'll tell you what, here's the deal, 30 quid,

but one of your really special coffees.

-OK! You're on.

-And there you have it.

The pots and champagne bucket bring in a bubbly profit of £20.91.

The Hitman takes a caffeine hit to fire him up

for some more superb sales,

but Catherine has her own method of invigoration -

a day trip to the Sussex coast.

I've come along to the wonderful seaside town of Hastings with

these two fabulous moulds which I absolutely adore, but I'm still not

sure whether for chocolate or for biscuits, so I've come to see French

pastry chef Michel who's going to enlighten me and hopefully buy them.

The moulds cost nearly £55 so will Catherine taste sweet success.

She catches Michel as he's baking biscuits.

What do you think about these?

-I have never seen that before.

-Never seen them before?

No.

I don't know if they're biscuit moulds, chocolate moulds

or what they are but I thought they were absolutely stunning.

But they're quite shallow, aren't they? They're not very deep.

No, they are not.

So if you were putting a biscuit mixture in or perhaps

a chocolate mixture in or something to set,

you wouldn't be able to put in an awful lot of mixture.

But do you think they're lovely?

They are very, very nice, yes.

I mean, it's not too cook, you wouldn't cook in this but you'd

make the mixture, perhaps put flour or something in this, I don't know.

Why not try one?

Try one? OK. Sounds good to me.

Michel gives it a go with his left over biscuit mix. Catherine is getting him interested.

What do you think? I think it looks quite nice.

Yes, it is very, very nice.

But I just wonder what is it for?

Now, are these something that you would possibly be interested in purchasing?

Yes, it depends how much.

I'll give you an idea of the sort of figure that I'm looking for and then you can decide.

Yes, then I can scratch my head.

You can scratch your head and hopefully agree.

OK, I'm looking fro £100 for these.

£100. Yes, I would give £80.

£80...OK.

All right. Do you know what?

I think £80 is absolutely fine

because they are being sold to the right person.

Oh, that's completely out of character.

No haggling from Catherine.

But why would she?

The moulds instantly put her ahead of The Hitman with

a profit of £25.45.

So Jonty is playing catch-up, but never fear,

he's the man with the plan and it involves his two silk scarves.

He's gone into his local town of Wallingford to meet Paula who

runs a vintage clothing business.

Now, these I've just bought in a Parisian market.

-So hopefully they'll be nice and exotic.

-Very beautiful.

-Very stylish.

-Very lovely.

-Do you like the colours there?

I love the colours, I like the name. Paris, as well.

-Absolutely.

-And silk, of course.

And it's also in very good condition, as well, I made sure of that.

They look in very good condition too, yes.

This is a wee bit different.

Bianchini Ferier, that's a company that was based in Lyon.

-Oh.

-Over the recent years, so '60s, 70s, '80s,

they were supplying silk scarves to the really big labels

like Hermes, Louis Vuitton, etc.

-Yes.

-And as I'm sure you're aware, when it comes to fashion,

often labels count as well.

They do, they do and yes, I love it, it's absolutely gorgeous.

-You like that one?

-Yes, I do, I do.

-Shall we talk price?

-Yes, what do you think?

Well, I'm looking for £60 for the two.

OK, yes, I can see what you think. I was looking more to about 50.

-50.

-Yeah, £50, I'm happy with.

-I won't argue with that.

-That's brilliant.

-Paula, that's absolutely lovely.

-Shall we shake on that?

-Absolutely.

Paula's pleased and Jonty banks a profit of £22.73.

So, I see you've got a lot of ladies fashion here,

have you got any gents?

I'm afraid not, but I've got something just for you, Jonty.

You'll look absolutely gorgeous, they're we go!

Oh! A feather boa, look at that! What do you think?

Absolutely gorgeous!

Oh, yes, Hitman, very fetching.

Why don't you show it off to your adoring public?

# Pretty woman, walking down the street

# Pretty woman The kind I like to meet

# Pretty woman... #

Yes, probably best, Jonty. But Cunning Catherine is all dolled-up.

She's hoping for a big night in London.

She's got a date with Scott, the manager of a cocktail bar.

But will she prong his interest with her £9 set of cocktail forks.

Now, this is very kitsch, I have to warn you, and very Del Boy.

Don't you think that's a fab thing?

It's a thing...yeah, interesting, good for sort of punches and that kind of stuff, I can see.

Not getting a huge amount of warmth.

-No, no, I can picture...

-Are you warming to it?

I can picture it up on the bar. You know. And probably use it, we use a lot of our stuff.

-We don't just have it on display.

-Do you put cherries in cocktails.

That's a very kind of '80s thing, isn't it?

No, it's classic, classic Manhattan would have a cherry.

We're looking to put our new cocktail list together

so we'd probably find something!

What kind of money are we talking?

Oh, you're a hard negotiator.

I don't mess around.

I don't mess around either so I'm going straight in with £50.

Yeah...bit rich, I'm thinking.

How about £40 and a cocktail?

Hmm, £40 and a cocktail...well,

sounds quite good, actually,

but £45 and a cocktail would be even better.

-Go on then.

-The cocktail forks do the business.

Cunning Catherine sells them for five times what she paid,

pouring in a profit of £35.91

and let's not forget that cocktail.

Oh, that's powerful. Whoa! Very nice.

So, before our lady ends up on the rocks,

let's take a look at how the game is progressing.

Jonty "The Hitman" Hearnden has so far sold two of his six items

and picked up a profit of £43.64.

Cunning Catherine Southon has also notched up two sales

and is leading the way in the profit stakes at £61.36.

And Catherine wastes no time furthering her finances.

She's back in the capital, this time in an upmarket arcade in Mayfair.

She's hoping her shoeshine box scrubs up a good profit with resident shoe polisher Ronnie.

-What do you think about this?

-Wow.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Interesting.

I can see you're very excited by it.

I thought it would be great for all your polishes and your brushes

and your liquids.

I'd love to have it, it's just, I've got a few boxes myself.

-What, like this?

-Similar.

-Oh, have you?

Oh. Not good, is it?! That's not a good result.

Oh, Catherine takes a tumble with the shoeshine box.

She'll just have to dig in and chase down another buyer.

She needs to keep moving because Jonty is trying to sell his canine bookshelf accessories.

Or as Catherine called them...

Those disgusting, disgusting...

..disgusting little doggy bookends.

Hmm, she doesn't hold back, does she? It's a dog eat dog world.

So is The Hitman barking up the wrong tree.

He's at an antiques centre in Hungerford to meet dealer, Sue.

# How much is that doggy in the window?

# I do hope that doggy's for sale. #

-They're quite interesting.

-They're nice, aren't they?

Yeah, they are. Scotty dogs, very popular.

That's right, Highland terriers, as some people like to call them.

We've got oak bases and the heads are probably beech I would imagine.

-But they're a nice pair.

-They are nice.

They're nicely carved round the side.

-Yes. All carved out of one piece.

-Yes.

They're quite nice, I quite like them. Scotty dogs are very popular.

I sell a lot of Scotty dog brooches and all sorts, they're very popular.

-You want a price?

-Yes, how much?

-I'm looking for £80.

-Agh! No-no-no-no.

-No?

No, I couldn't do £80, no.

Where are we going with these?

-I was thinking more like 50.

-50?

-Yeah.

That's kind of different to 80.

-Hmm, I know.

-Erm...what about 70 then?

-60?

-60?

-Yeah.

-60 quid.

-Yeah. It's good.

That's good.

Yes, Jonty did know what he was doing, after all.

Catherine is left feeling RUFF,

and our Hitman scores a profit of £37.27.

It's time for Catherine to regain the ground

she lost on the shoeshine box.

She's still slap-bang in the heart of Central London and has

come to see Leon who deals in military and navigational antiques.

She's brought him the parallel rules that cost almost £41,

but will they measure up?

They're quite nice, aren't they? Quite interesting pieces.

Ebony and brass.

And they're both stamped by the maker - Windsor and Newton.

They made artists' materials and draughtsmen's materials.

They did. They still do, I think.

They're dated so they're certainly Second World War period.

And that becomes World War Two memorabilia which is always

-very saleable, very collectable.

-Yep.

-Big interest. Big interest.

Well, I'll be honest with you, I did pay quite a bit for these.

Serves you right, Catherine.

Thank you. And very kind of you!

But I am asking for, which I think is quite reasonable -

correct me if I'm wrong - I'm asking for 70 on them.

You are wrong, but thank you for offering.

-I'd be prepared to offer you 50 on those two.

-50.

Yeah, but that's really as good as it's going to get.

-£50, you don't want to go up any more.

-No, I don't, thank you! Thanks anyway.

All right! I love your honesty, Leon.

Yes, Leon's a man who says it like it is,

but Catherine still leaves with a profit of £9.09.

While Catherine's gallivanting around London, The Hitman is keeping it local.

He's just outside Oxford

and is hoping for two sales rolled into one.

I've got my really large mirror and my set of prints,

because I've come here to this pub to meet the manager,

because they have recently refurbished

and they're looking for items to put on the wall.

Jonty bough the mirror and retro drinks ads for a combined total of nearly £191.

He's meeting Ollie and opens with the mirror.

-What'd you think?

-I think it's fantastic.

Well, what we're looking at here is a French oak frame mirror.

It's about 100 years old.

The great thing about French mirrors is they have these four side

because a lot of British mirrors,

particularly those that sit over fireplaces had one flat side

-so they could literally stand on top of the mantle shelf.

-OK.

So it means that mirrors like this are much more versatile.

The mirror is original and you've got these nice little bits

of pitting here which gives it age.

-A brand new mirror also looks like a brand new mirror.

-Absolutely, yeah.

A mirror like this tends to be a little bit more smoky which is great.

I think it's a steal, and absolute steal cos I'm looking for 300 quid.

-That is a genuine bargain.

-Right.

And The Hitman's not finished his sales pitch yet.

He's also brought along his alcohol-themed prints.

I just think they'll make a real great impact cos

I like the simplicity of them.

-Well, absolutely.

-Do you like those?

Certainly some of them, yes.

-I want to sell them as a group though.

-OK.

When you say "some" you're worrying me.

-I suppose for the right price.

-OK.

-Well, I'm looking for £15 a shot for those.

-OK.

And there's six of them There's six, yeah.

So that would be...6 x 15...90 quid. So that's where I'm coming from for those cos

they are genuine original prints so a lot of them are, give or take,

50-years-old and they've got that nice retro feel about them, as well.

So, we've got those and the mirror.

-OK.

-So we're looking at 390 quid for the two of them.

Right, OK. I'd probably go in a bit more like 340.

Am I squeezing you a bit there?

No, that's fine, I mean, I understand completely there. 340.

What about 350?

Yeah...I think I could stretch to 350, yeah.

Yes, that could be the winning blow.

Jonty takes home a combined profit of £159.10.

# I'm starting with the man in the mirror... #

Cunning Catherine is having to roll with The Hitman's punches.

She's taken her umbrella stand to a hotel in Blackheath

and manager Ken is keen,

but not to use the stand for brollies.

The hotel has a golf-themed room

and needs a display for a set of Victorian clubs.

-Let's have a go.

-You could sort of cross them.

Bit of a mishmash and let's have a look at that.

-That works for me.

-Does it?

-Yeah.

-Good. Right, price.

I'm looking for £150.

In my head £120 I was probably more interested in paying.

I think that's a fair price.

Well, not quite a hole in one but certainly a birdie.

She flies away with a profit of £56.36,

which brings us to the last item from the French market.

It all comes down to this, the vase that cost Jonty £13.

He's brought it to Berkshire to see Jo who has a penchant for coloured glass.

# ...and it was a gas

# Still turned out had a heart of glass... #

-I love it!

-D'you like it?

-The colours are great.

It's smaller than I thought but I think it's really lovely.

And you've even got a sort of pinky hue to

the colour of glass there, as well.

But it's lovely the way you've got the blues

-and the greens just coming through like that.

-Yeah, I love that.

-What is your fee?

-I'm looking for £70 for my vase.

Well, I think it's very lovely.

I wonder whether you might be interested in going a little bit lower - 60?

-60 quid.

-I'd be very happy with it for 60.

60 quid.

I'd be happy with £60 cos I think it's a lovely vase and I think you deserve it.

That's very sweet of you. I think it'd be lovely here too.

The glass vase holds water. That's a cracking profit of £46.36.

So there you go. Everything's sold off and settled in new homes.

So, which of out selling sovereigns will reign victorious?

And who is heading for the dark dungeon of despair?

Both our daring dealers started this contest

with £750 of their own money.

Cunning Catherine came home having made five purchase totalling

nearly £194.

Jonty The Hitman went a little further.

He pushed the boat out to six items and spent almost £264.

But who has made the most profit?

All of the money that Catherine

and Jonty have made from today's challenge will be going to

a charity of their choice, so without further ado let's find out

who is today's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

FRENCH ACCENT: Jonty, bonjour.

-Catherine, how are you?

-Very well, thank you.

-FRENCH ACCENT:

-How was Paris for you?

I had a good time, but I don't know that I bought particularly well.

I found it quite hard to barter in French.

And also, I thought the prices were pretty high, weren't they?

It's always tough.

Now, I did call them firewood in the Paris market but I actually

quite liked those biscuit moulds, how'd you get on with those?

Oh, they were good, actually. They were beautiful.

I was saved, I have to say, by my glass, my mirror

and my glass vase.

-Oh, right?!

-I did OK with those, so...

Oh, well, well done, you.

I've got a horrible feeling about this one.

I think you are going to have thrashed me.

You've got something up your sleeve, haven't you?

-Believe me, I have nothing up my sleeve!

-Shall we see?

Un...

-Deux...

-Trois...

Ohhh, Jonty!

That's not TOO bad.

That's not too good either. Come on.

Let's go and celebrate your success.

Ah...poor Catherine.

To compound her misery the shoeshine box did her no favours in the end.

She sold it for just £20 making the only loss of the day at £5.45.

The Parisian market was a great place to buy

and I had lots of fun making those sales.

So all in all I'm relieved but also very pleased I did so well.

Well, Jonty did extremely well at the foreign market and I had no chance.

Tres bien, Jonty. Tres bien.

It wasn't to be for our Cunning lass,

but there's always tomorrow for Catherine to regain her stripes.

Or will The Hitman knock the spots off her at a car boot sale in Essex.

I think I need to wear this to protect myself from Catherine.

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