Mark Stacey v Mark Franks - Foreign Antiques 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.

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 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!

Today's all out battle for profit pitches Mark Stacey,

the dealing dynamo of all things decorative,

against Mark Franks, the wily warlord of wheeler-dealing.

Coming up - top tips for buying abroad.

Classing example of what to buy when you're in France.

That's if the pressure doesn't get to you first.

You get in panic moods, where you think, "I'm never going to find anything."

And Franksy's profit making plans are put in peril when it matters most.

-You're not going to have much luck here.

-I'm just going to have a little cry somewhere.

It's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Grab your gadgets and assume a new identity.

The secret agents of the antiques world are on a mission of utmost importance.

Brighton's mellifluous mastermind of memorabilia.

He's sharp, he's sneaky and he's going all out for dealing domination.

It's Mark 'The Maverick' Stacey.

It's a bit late really for Mark Franks to be looking at antique books now.

Versus London's audacious antiques assassin.

He's street smart, he's a risk taker

and he'll kill for something out of the ordinary.

-It's Mark 'Franksy' Franks.

-Is there a profit? Can I make some money?

Our opposing operatives will be battling it out on foreign soil,

at Porte de Vanves flea market in Paris.

They're under orders to seek and capture the top targets

they can sell on back home for the most money.

No problem at all. It's a doddle.

They've each got £750 worth of their own euros to spend

and all the profit goes to their chosen charities.

Oh, gosh! No tongues, please!

Mark Stacey and Mark Franks, it's time to Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

-Tres jolie!

-What have I just bought?

-Oh-ho! Bonsoir.

-Bonjour, even. Paris. Oh, I love it. Don't you?

I've got to be honest with you,

I've come to the most romantic city in the world and I'm with you!

-You can't believe your luck!

-Yeah, sorry about that. What are you going to buy today?

I'm looking for quality at the right price.

And something to make a big profit back in England.

And to counter-balance what you normally buy!

Today, I'm not buying wacky.

-I'm going to try and buy some good quality...

-HE LAUGHS

Sorry, Mark. Listen, did you see the flying pig there?

Good luck! PIG SNORTS

Where's that pig? I can't see it.

Yes, ignore the jaunty joshing.

This is a game of bluff and double bluff.

Both our undercover agents are desperate to beat each other

in this mission of memorabilia. So who's got the master plan?

When you're in France, it's very, very difficult to buy more unusual items.

Beautiful French mirrors, they sell so easily in the UK.

There's so many bits and bobs, it's much cheaper in France.

You might see me buying the same old stuff. So, yeah....

It's going to be pretty samey, but I am here to win.

Mark Stacey, watch out!

The likely lad's got a clear strategy to come out on top today.

But he's up against a man who knows his onions.

I do love these sort of fairs. There's such a mixture.

There's things for just a few euros and then for thousands of euros.

I'm trying to find quality, but I've got to find the right buyers at home.

Something will speak to me.

And something better start talking fast,

as Mark Franks has already honed in on a potential purchase.

Ca pin?

Oui. Ca pin.

Ca pin - pine.

Look at the knot. Can you see the knots in the back?

And on the door, beautiful knots. Look at that. Screaming French.

-Cent vingt euro.

-120 euros. Is possible... Per cent, s'il vous plait?

No cheque, cash!

Oh! Smell!

Ooh!

As per, Franks is trying every trick in the book to get the price down.

Fini. Blimey O'Reilly!

-Oui?

-Oui.

In love! With me cabinet!

Oh, he gets his way.

Mark persuades the seller to part with the wardrobe for the equivalent of £100.

I'm going to take the door off to show you. Look. OK.

Classic French hinges. Drops in there.

You see the little bit sticking up? Drops on there.

You've got beautiful big knots there.

If you strip this back, it'll come up like brand new.

The reason they used pine is because it was very cheap.

They've painted it. It would have a paint effect on it, so it looks like a more expensive timber.

It's 100 years old. She probably had it when she was a girl.

It's nearly as old as Mark Stacey. I'm going to sell this at a profit.

Franksy's taken the first target of the day, but the Maverick is hot on his heels.

Well, I tell you what, I'm only five minutes in and I've found something.

I'd love to tell you this was Rene Lalique, but it isn't.

But it looks like Lalique.

You've got that very typical sort of frosted glass with that deep opalescence inside there.

It's absolutely charming.

What I really like, if you look closely, it's a starfish.

Date-wise, I think we're looking at the '20s, '30s. It could be contemporary to Lalique.

I haven't really looked at it to see if it's marked. It might be one of the other smaller factories.

I think it just says Made in France. So I reckon it's French.

Don't you?

Mark claims the starfish bowl for £31.82,

but only time will tell if he's been suckered.

Both our booty-hunting super spies are off to a swift start in this covert assignment.

But Franksy already has target number two in his sights.

Isn't that absolutely gorgeous? It's oak.

I would say it's probably about 100 years old. It's from a church.

Religious feel to it.

-Lovely. Really nice. La marchand prix?

-100 euro.

100 euros. Vous avec...?

He hasn't got the little turn bit on the end there.

Quatre vingt.

-Quatre vingt dix.

-Quatre vingt dix. Vendu. Excellent.

And Franksy goes for the chair despite the slight damage

and settles with the seller at £81.82.

It's got a very Arts and Crafts feel to it. We're looking about 1,900.

Gothic revival. Beautiful. Late Victorian, early Edwardian.

Stunning. Wouldn't that look good in your hallway?

For £200, sir? Don't mind if I do!

Having despatched two deals early in the day,

our man on a mission is feeling on top of his game.

PLAYS HARMONICA

I'm going to live in France one day. I love being here.

This is just a feast for the eyes.

Is that Mark Stacey as a child?

Meow! Franksy's opposing operative isn't having such a good time.

It seems the high prices at the market are stopping the Maverick from taking down potential targets.

800 euros, he's asking for that.

How much is this?

Oh, 90.

-£250?!

-Not expensive.

-Cheap.

No such trials for Franksy, however.

He's already stalking his next target and it's not what you'd expect.

-Just never seen anything like it, have you?

-No, not really, Mark.

It's only put together with staples, quite crudely.

But what a lovely, lovely thing.

-Cinquante.

-Cinquante.

-Quarante?

-Oui.

Vendu. C'est bon.

£36.36 may be a lot for some stapled together logs,

but Franksy seems to know what he's doing.

Silver birch. It's not old. But picture the scene.

In a garden, just sitting in a garden, slowly but surely rotting.

Well! Now it all makes sense, Mark.

Franksy's now captured three targets this morning. He's on fire.

And Mark Stacey had better watch out,

as our antiques assassin is moving in for yet another kill.

This originally would have been on the corner of a bath.

How lovely is that?

It's made of cast iron.

It's got plenty of age.

It's been stripped and repainted and the rust is coming through.

Absolutely stunning.

There's a set of four...

-Combien?

-Er, 150.

Quatre-vingts.

They are quite rare. But...it's yours.

-Yes?

-Yes, it's OK.

Ooh, a stupendous strike! The London lad

has nearly halved the asking price, getting the bath feet for...

Lovely. Lovely, lovely, lovely. Get me another set - bet you can't.

It's another item in the bag for Mark,

and this is turning into a real "tour de Franksy force"!

He's now spotted his fifth potential purchase...!

What a lovely thing!

It's a dog...

with a silver ear, silver eyes, silver nose -

beautiful, little beady glass eyes, look at that.

This part's leather, and it's topped by silver at either end.

It's 100 years old. Donnez un prix?

-180?

-180, yeah.

-My best offer would be 150.

-OK.

Oui?

Franksy cracks a deal on the riding crop for...

You can't not love this.

I love it.

Five deals done, and Franksy's all over this market,

like an antique-seeking bloodhound!

I hear Franksy's doing quite well, so I'm getting even more anxious,

as I'm seeing lots of items but no potential buyers,

and not an awful lot of profit. Please, come on, bargains!

# I was lost in France... #

The Maverick's really struggling here -

unable to find the right pieces, he's starting to lose his focus.

Sometimes I forget myself and start wandering around aimlessly.

Have I lost the plot? Probably.

Oh, Mark! Don't succumb to self-doubt!

Your rival might seize the advantage!

Now, the guy wants 10 euros for this, and it says,

the British Racing Sports Car Club. Now, I'm wondering whether

the British Racing Sports Car Club might want to buy this back,

put it in their trophy cabinet, I don't know.

10 euros - I'll see if I can get it a bit cheaper. Now, this one...

is just elegant, this is wheel cup.

If you imagine a wheel spinning really fast, and as they touch it,

it makes these marks - that's what's made that.

It's got a P on it - just got to find somebody

whose name begins with P who'd want to buy it.

-Right - combien les deux?

-Dix, pour vous.

-C'est vendu!

-It's a crystal clear deal on the glasses!

Five euros each. Come on!

I paid more than that for a coffee yesterday - that's a fact!

It's midway in this mission for memorabilia, and time to see

who's the next 007...

-HELICOPTER WHIRRS

-Ah, my helicopter to take me home!

..and who should be dialling 999.

Each of our deadly dealers came armed with £750 worth

of their own euros to spend today.

Mark 'The Maverick' Stacey is struggling.

He's only captured one target all morning, spending...

leaving him with a whopping £718.18 in his kitty.

Mark 'Franksy' Franks, however, is on fire!

He's racked up an impressive six deals so far, spending...

leaving him with £313.64 to play with.

But this international assignment is only just beginning,

there's everything still to fight for,

and our operatives are keeping a very close eye on each other.

-If you want to get ahead, get a hat!

-I was just thinking,

-he's lost weight!

-If only, should I say?!

-It's great fun, isn't it?

-Y-yeah... It's pretty scary.

-Would you buy it?

-Not for me - this is for me.

-What have you bought?

Look at that beauty - isn't he lovely?

What is all the silver bits on there?

-It's called decoration, my dear.

-Ah!

-Decoration.

Unlike that - it's not decorative at all! How much have you bought?

-I need to find lots more - lots, lots more.

-Put that down, trot on.

-See you later.

-See you later. Bye.

He's looking terribly confident, isn't he? I'm a bit worried now.

# Uh-oh, we're in trouble

# Something's come along and it's burst our bubble... #

The Maverick is way behind his rival.

Trying to light myself up with an idea here.

Unless he strikes soon, he'll have failed his secret mission,

and could be headed for a desk job on Civvy Street.

Nothing's grabbing me. You know you get in these panic moods,

where you think, "I'm never going to find anything,"

then you start buying the wrong thing - I have to keep myself in check.

After hours of dithering, The Maverick spots something substantial

that he hopes will take a bite out of Franksy's massive lead.

How much is this?

-One hundred.

-100 euros?

This is... I know it looks late 19th century, but...

It's rather charming. I wonder if we can get him a bit cheaper.

-80.

-80 euros. Done.

Oh! At last, The Maverick makes his second purchase,

snapping up the dog's head cane for...

This is going to be interesting, because Mark Franks

was very perky about his little bulldog, and I've bought a greyhound,

and I think he's lovely.

Silver, 80 euros - about £70.

It will be interesting to see how much he paid for his.

Mark's rival isn't worried about what he's spent -

having bought so many items early on, our London lad

reckons he can afford to have a good time.

# Celebrate good times, come on... #

I love it.

I could spend all day long buying items, no problem at all.

Every village has one!

And they always find me! C'est bon.

Au revoir!

Franksy might be loving it, but The Maverick has only bought two items

and is still way behind.

Gosh, no, I'm really panicking now, because I've done the whole market,

time is pushing on, and I've still got several items I need to find.

Everywhere is so expensive, this is the thing.

I'm happy to spend lots of euros,

but it has to be on something that I think is worth it,

and at the moment, I'm not finding those things.

Oh! In the face of intense pressure, Brighton's version of Bond

is losing his nerve -

at this rate he might self-destruct in five seconds!

# Maybe I'm crazy

# Maybe you're crazy... #

Is that a Mark Stacey doll or what? Look...

"Ooh, help, help, Franksy, will you help me?!

"I can't find anything! Help, help, help!"

The Maverick at last homes in on a chair,

but is it the piece that will lighten his mood?

You see, I don't know how this works.

MAN SPEAKS FRENCH Show me.

Ah, I see...! Ah, oui!

Can you do it for 40 euros?

40. 40, come on.

-45.

-Look, I'm running out of time. 40 euros...

-OK.

-Done.

The dealer folds on the folding chair at...

The Maverick must be delighted!

What have I just bought? What have I bought?!

Some sort of folding chair with a...

40 euros. I'm mad.

Regardless of the Maverick's mental state, he can't stop now,

as it's one o'clock, and the market is starting to wind down.

I've just found a few silver bits here.

This one is very typically art deco.

Not ideally priced, but if I was buying more than one thing,

we might be able to negotiate it down. They shouldn't be hard to sell.

-70.

-70?

-That's it.

That's about £65, which really is probably what they're worth,

so there's not a huge profit in it, but quite honestly,

I thought I had all the time in the world, and I ain't!

They're all packing up and deserting me!

-You said 70. I think we've got a deal.

-That's fine!

-Thank you very much. Merci beaucoup.

-Don't mention it!

Mark puts a lid on negotiations at...

The Maverick's valiantly attempting to fight back against Franksy.

Ah! It's rather sweet.

But after a difficult day, he's now wrestling with serious doubts.

The more you look around, your judgment just goes.

I'm actually contemplating buying this.

It is a bit of kitsch, and it's a bit of camp kitsch.

-Merci, monsieur. Thank you.

-Thank you.

Mr Stacey buys the frame for £7.27, but it doesn't strike him

as a contest-winning item.

I'm really scraping, aren't I? Look, I've bought a tatty old

piece of wood covered in velvet, and I think

with a little bit of cleaning and tidying up,

we could make something camp and very Brighton out of that.

The Maverick may have a plan for his purchase,

but Franksy is taking a little trip down Memory Lane.

This takes me back - "Oh, thank you, Nan!

"It's just what I wanted for Christmas!"

The funny thing is, this is now...

really, really fashionable.

Are you sure about that, Franksy?

Good quality, merci beaucoup.

Franksy buys the jumper for £4.55 -

at least it'll keep him warm if he can't sell it.

It's fashionable.

The Maverick may have rallied in the final stages of this buying mission,

but he still has loads of euros to spend.

He's spied a desk lamp, but will it brighten his chances of victory?

It is just wonderfully French, and wonderfully over-the-top.

If you start at the base, it's domed, with these lovely sort of...

wreath design in the panels here, with this rather shaped border.

Then you've got a little thing here, which adjusts

the position of the stem here.

Then coming up here, you've got a wonderfully elegant little capital,

of two swans, and again, that lovely French decoration.

I'd say something like this, retail, done up and working in England,

would be worth £250-£300.

That's more like it.

The Maverick thinks the lamp has profit-making potential,

so he does a deal on it for...

The quality speaks for itself,

and let's hope I can switch on a little bit of a profit.

A luminous late deal for the Brighton boy,

and not a moment too soon - the sellers are shutting up shop

and it's time to say au revoir to this special assignment.

Our memorabilia masterminds each started the day

with £750 worth of their own euros.

In a dramatic comeback, Mark 'The Maverick' Stacey ends the day

having done six deals and spending a total of...

Mark 'Franksy' Franks was quick to pick off targets early on,

and finishes with seven items, having spent a total of...

But this game is all about who will make the most profit.

Treasures targeted and mission over,

it's time for our operatives to see who ended up with what.

Amazing. A really big fair, we spent most of the day completely apart -

we've both bought chairs, sticks and glass.

-It's almost as if we planned it.

-I'll tell you what you didn't buy, Mark.

-That little baby.

-Why?

-I think it's smashing.

-Well, you know your lumps of wood!

-That...is lovely.

-I'm over the moon with that, a good gentleman's item.

-Woof-woof!

-Yes!

-When I saw this I thought of you, with an S on it.

-S for superior!

Yeah, you're quite right, actually!

-What about my steamer chair?

-I love that, I don't understand that.

I thought actually I could tart that up a bit, give it a hoover down.

But I bought something for less than eight euros,

-it's been ironed over a barrel, but what do you think?!

-Well,

I know retro's in, Mark, but that's pushing it, isn't it?

-Look!

-Five euros.

And you didn't get me one? Thanks(!)

-They only had medium, not large.

-Ooh-hoo!

You're living it large in that!

Our antiques secret agents must now gear up for the

second part of their mission, where things get a lot harder.

Our brave boys have picked out their pieces over in Paris,

and now they must deploy them back here on home soil,

and whoever makes the most profit will defeat their arch enemy

and take today's title.

Down in Brighton, Mark 'The Maverick' Stacey

is made up with his foreign finds.

I love Paris, I love that market.

It's small, it's compact, but it was rather expensive,

and I didn't buy the things I really wanted to buy, but...

this was the first thing I bought, I bought in haste,

and they say repent at leisure, and I noticed a small chip underneath,

and I hope that won't affect my profits too much.

This is a throw-away item, I don't know why I bought it - eight euros.

These are my lovely silver-topped bedroom jars.

I've just realised I paid 70 euros for them -

I'd rather I'd left them in Paris, but that's another story.

This I'm very pleased with, a wonderful quality desk lamp,

I've got someone in mind on that - hopefully make a big profit.

And I love the steamer or planter's chair, which is nice to relax in

on a summer's day with a G&T.

Mark and I both bought dog-related items.

But I think mine's the better one, don't you?

I think he was green with envy when he saw mine.

Yes, Mr Stacey means business! But up in London town,

there's a certain streetwise dealer who wants to put a stop to his plans

for antique-dealing domination.

At the French market, I went a bit wacky-wacky.

I bought the birch chair - pretty new, but nice.

I bought a motor racing glass,

and I'll need to do some homework on that.

And there was a nice glass with a P on it - so cheap.

Also, there was a lovely, pine, French armoire -

smashing!

The Victorian Gothic chair with the cream-coloured seat -

that is a good piece.

And those big, cast-iron bath feet - mmm...

Did I do really good there? I'm not sure.

The jumper - love it or hate it,

I think it's a winner.

But by far my favourite item

is Monsieur...Doggy-Do Riding Whip.

What did you think of Mark Stacey's item? "Rufff!"

Rough. Yeah, I thought so, too.

Oh, he's incorrigible! Now, our agents must set to work

lining up buyers, knowing that no deal is truly sealed

until they get that final handshake.

It's The Maverick who's first off the mark.

He's in his home town of Brighton, which he hopes will be

the perfect place to sell his starfish bowl.

I'm just around the corner from my shop,

to see Jeremy, who runs the Bespoke Hotel.

He's expressed an interest in my art deco bowl for a very specific reason.

Let's go and find out whether it works.

Mark paid £31.82 for the starfish bowl,

but will it suit Jeremy's plans and give The Maverick that first sale?

Well, Mark, here we are. This is the room that I had in mind.

-Very 30s, isn't it?

-Yeah.

Fantastic room, it's a period piece that suits it.

-What are your thoughts?

-I like it. I can see it working in this room.

I bought it in a bit of a hurry.

And what I didn't notice, which I'm going to point out to you now,

is that one of the little suckers has a little chip on it.

-Is it there?

-Yes, that's it, there it is.

Will the damaged sucker scupper the maverick's chances of a sale?

I think what I'd be very comfortable paying you for it is £40.

-£40. I would be happier if we could get to 45.

-It's a deal.

-Fantastic.

The starfish bowl nets Mr Stacey a profit of £13.18.

He's got that first sale in the bag and he's one up on his rival.

Which is just as well, as our likely lad is aiming to sell his wardrobe and oak chair together.

And he's brought them to South London

to show friend and fellow dealer, Helen.

-So what does she make of them?

-I really like the cupboard.

Pretty, typical French

and it will go into any alcove in any bedroom, so good size.

-Smashing.

-But as the chair, you can't actually sit on it.

-It has springs that are all sort of there.

-It sounds painful.

-It is!

Have you tried sitting on it yourself?

It does need re-upholstering.

Franksy paid £100 for the wardrobe and £81.82 for the chair.

But can he persuade Helen into providing him a profit?

I don't really want to sell one without the other.

I would like you to make me an offer,

taking that as it is and that as it is.

-250.

-Gosh.

Could you squeeze on another tenner because I do feel that

I need to haggle somewhat.

-Fine, it's very stylish. It'll look good in the window.

-Deal.

With that little push, Mark makes a £60 profit on the wardrobe

and a profit of £18.18 on the chair.

The boy's done well!

I'm really pleased with that result.

It wasn't a huge profit but everyone has to make a living.

Mr Stacey, are you making a living or are you snoring in your bed?

Oh, far from it, Franksy!

In fact, The Maverick has got plans to run away with victory.

He is visiting the Brighton and Hove greyhound stadium,

hoping to get a sale on his dog's head cane.

I hope I'm on track to make a profit.

I'm going to find the manager and see what happens.

Mark paid £72.73 for the cane,

but will the general manager bite his hand off?

I couldn't think of a better place to try and sell this

than here at Brighton dogs.

And you won't believe where I got it from. I bought that in Paris.

-That is a beautiful piece of art.

-It's lovely.

It is hallmarked, there's the mark there.

But it's a continental hallmark, so it was made,

I think, probably around about 1900, 1910.

-I was hoping to get somewhere around £200 for it.

-Yes.

-Hit me with it.

-With the actual stick?

-Hopefully not with that.

-How about £150 to start off with?

-Could you go to 175?

-I think so.

-Can we? Thank you very much.

-£175.

Mark Stacey races further away from his rival

with a profit of £102.27 on the cane.

After that profit, I think I'm odds-on favourite to win, don't you?

Oh, hooray for The Maverick!

Franksy needs to fight that, and he's headed to Surrey

armed with what can only be described as sartorial perfection.

# He's a dedicated follower of fashion... #

Franksy's jumper cost him £4.55,

and he's hoping vintage collector Angela will be bowled over by it.

When I saw this, I thought, that is pretty cool. What do you think?

I don't know if I should be insulted or not really but...

It's not my thing, really.

It's a good joke present for Christmas, though.

Yeah, I could go with you for that one.

But definitely only at Christmas, I'm reckoning.

-I'll cut a deal for you then.

-I'm getting worried now.

I'd give you a tenner for it for Christmas.

And if you will wear it every day for the next week, I'll give you 20.

-Every day for the next week?!

-Mmm.

-It's a bit tight round the old...

We can give it a bit of a tug.

-What about 15 and I don't have to wear it?

-No.

Tenner, I can't wear it every day of the week.

You've had me over there, that's a lovely jumper. Do you like it?

-Beautiful.

-You like it?

-No, not at all.

Oh, dear, Franksy's been hoist by his own woolly petard

and makes a profit of just £5.45 on the jumper.

What a great jumper, what a lovely lady, what a nice profit.

Small, but every penny counts.

The London lad never gives up.

Next, he's hoping for a sale of one of the two glasses

he bought in Paris for a total of £9.09.

He's come to Kent to meet racing driver Rod.

When I bought this, I didn't really know too much

about the British Racing and Sports Car Cup.

So you seem to be the man with the trophies.

Have you won all these or do you collect them all what's the story?

No, I've won all of these. I've been racing since 1973.

-You're good at it. How many trophies have you got in total?

-530.

-Wow!

I think 530 is such a dodgy number. 531 is a much better number.

It would be nice to add to your collection.

Yeah, we've got the bigger brothers here.

Unfortunately, yours is a smaller version

and it's without a wooden plaque.

-Give me your best bid.

-£20.

-£20. Rod, you've got a deal.

-I'll accept that. I think that's fair.

-I've given you too much then?

-No, you haven't.

-OK, well it does complete the set

so it goes there with its bigger twin brother.

Franksy also sells his other glass to a friend

and makes a total profit on both glasses of £20.91.

We're now halfway in this race for profit.

And it's time to see who's stuck in the traps

and who's speeding their way to victory.

So far, Mark "The Maverick" Stacey has done two deals

and made a profit of £115.45.

Mark "Franksy" Franks has sold four of his items

but has made slightly less profit, £104.54.

But this mission still has a long way to go.

Our brave boys now need to do all they can

to maximise their profits and take today's title.

The Maverick has got the most in his profit pot so far

and this antiques mastermind

has plans to stay out in front of his rival.

Remember my last purchase from the Paris market,

that wonderful Edwardian desk lamp?

I really love it, I think it screams quality.

I know the person I've got in mind to buy it also screams quality.

The big question, though...is it going to illuminate me a big profit?

I hope so, because I do need it.

The lamp cost a pricey £154.55, so he's hoping his friend Philip

will take a shine to it and be willing to offer him more.

Listen, in Paris I spotted this, it was a last-minute purchase

because it just screamed quality.

It's obviously an Edwardian desk lamp.

Terribly French, it couldn't be anything other than French,

you know, with all this declaration, the swans entwined there.

As you say, you can tell it's a piece of quality. Do you like it?

I do, a lot. You can tell it's a piece of quality.

Well, it seems Philip's keen,

but he'll also need to get the lamp rewired and safety checked

in order to use it here in the UK.

So will he go for it?

I was looking for somewhere around about 300 for it.

No! That's 10 bottles of champagne, Mark, that we could be having!

I was looking at around the 200, 210 mark.

Has anybody got a stool? I need to sit down, I think!

-I tell you what, £250.

-245, and you've got a deal.

-245.

And I think you are probably still then making a pretty penny on me,

knowing what you're like.

I'll have to consider this. I've considered, thank you.

Thank you, Mark.

Well, Philip wasn't far wrong and The Maverick

brightens his chances of winning with a profit of £90.45 on the lamp.

Another successful sale carried on and another decent amount of profit.

So I'm cooking on gas. I hope you are doing as well, Mark.

Why, Mr S, it's so unlike you to gloat!

Franksy may be trailing in the profit stakes

but he's chasing a change in fortune in Carshalton in Surrey.

Do you remember my silver birch chair I bought in Paris?

Well I've dropped it off to my mate, and his name is Beech. Birch, Beech.

It's a tenuous link but he's actually got a lovely garden

and I hope he's going to buy it for himself or his wife.

Fingers crossed there could be a profit in the making!

The chair cost Mark £36.36, so will Mr Beech warmed to Franksy's

bit of birch?

Mr Beech, can I introduce you to Mr Birch.

You've got a beautiful garden here

and I thought tucked away in the corner, just sitting there,

a bit of ivy growing on it, it would look fabulous.

I've showed it to a couple of people and I've not had much luck.

-Any interest at all?

-Well, you are not going to have much luck here.

-Great(!)

-This chair is certainly not for sitting on.

It's got very interesting nailed joints. Six inch nail there.

There's one there. But decorative.

It's not for me,

but I've got a friend who lives in France in a very rustic house.

OK.

Who I think would quite appreciate it, they'd put it in the corner.

-Make me an offer, you are one of my last hopes.

-My first and final bid.

-This is a take it or leave it?

-Yes.

-Go on then.

-With a very low take it or leave it.

-Go on then.

I'll give you a tenner for it. That's stopped you in your tracks.

Yeah. That's wiped the smile off my face.

I have little choice but to shake your hand. It's a deal.

-Thank you very much.

-Do I get a cup of coffee, though?

-You certainly do.

-Come on then.

-Oh, disaster!

Franksy decides he's got to accept Mr Beech's offer of £10,

and that is a loss of £26.36.

I lost money on the chair.

But it's going to be given as a gift to somebody, so you win some,

you lose some.

Well, you need to do some more winning then, Franksy,

as you're behind your rival and time is running out in today's contest.

Back on the south coast, The Maverick is hoping to sell

the battered old frame which cost £7.27 to fellow dealer, Peter.

Oh, my goodness! It's a little bit battered.

I prefer to call it needing a little TLC. All the bits are there.

I think it might be a Edwardian, 1900-ish.

-Have you seen anything quite like this?

-Never. Absolutely never.

-You see, it's a unique item.

-You've got fleas in at all?

-No, I've been in it with a vacuum.

-Thank you.

-It's not terribly expensive.

-You mean it's going to cost me money?

Oh, yes. I thought maybe around £15-£20. Because it does need

a little bit of...

A little bit? It needs an awful lot! This is my favourite number.

-Which is 12.

-Oh, £12. My lucky number is 13.

-I couldn't do that, no.

-No.

-Then we'll do 14.

-All right, then we'll do 14.

-Done.

-Done.

The Maverick makes £6.73 on the old frame

and sells the Art Deco jars for a tiny profit of £1.36.

Such small profits surely suggest that this is going to be one

close-run competition.

Mr Stacey is now left with just one item to sell,

and he's brought his final French find to Lewes, in east Sussex.

# Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day sun... #

So will antiques dealer Andre take a fancy to The Maverick's

folding chair, which cost him £36.36?

I bought it thinking it was

a steamer chair, but what do you think?

I would say it's more a chair that came from a conservatory.

From a sort of turn-of-the-century hotel with a little veranda.

-It is decorative.

-And it's in good condition.

-It's in good condition.

I kind of like it.

I was rather hoping for something like £120 for it.

-I don't think I could go that high.

-OK.

-I think it would be more sort of £55-£60.

-I need to sell it.

-Do you think we could...?

-Can we shake at 60?

-I'm happy with 60.

Thank you very much.

The Maverick settles down with a profit of £23.64 on the chair.

And with that, he's all sold up.

As dusk approaches on today's competition,

Franksy has got one final chance to pull victory out of the bag.

As the sun sets on Stoneleigh, I'm here to see my mate Gavin.

I've already dropped off my French bath feet

and also my doggie whip, as in the whip with the dog on the head.

I'm hoping that he's going to give me a nice profit. Come and find out.

With the clock ticking,

will dealer Gavin be interested in buying Mark's last two items?

Our boy has spent £136.36 on the riding crop

and £72.73 on the bath feet.

Four lovely bath feet, oversized, cast-iron, great condition.

Tell me what you think.

I like these, they are good quality, aren't they? Nicely cast.

Could be up-lighters, could be planters.

-Yeah, there's lots of opportunities.

-Maybe not that old but, you know.

-The whip's nice, isn't it? I like that.

-It is, yeah.

-Glass eyes.

Silver mounted. Good thing.

It sounds positive but will Gavin give Franksy a moneymaking

offer for his last two items?

Will it be enough to beat The Maverick? All will soon be revealed.

Mark and Mark both started this contest

with £750 worth of their own euros to spend.

Mark "The Maverick" Stacey did six deals, spending a total of £366.37.

Mark "Franksy" Franks finished with seven purchases,

having spent £440.91.

But all that matters now is who's made the most profit.

All the money that the two Marks have made today

will go to the charities of their choice.

So, without further ado,

let's find out who is today's

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

-Bonjour, Monsieur Franks.

-Comme ce vous le parlez-vous?

-Mangetout.

-How are you?

-Oh, yes, not bad. That was hard work, wasn't it?

-It was.

I tell you what, I've done really well with the wardrobe,

really well with the Gothic chair.

-Yeah.

-And other than that, I didn't do any good at all.

Well, I was delighted.

That walking cane with the dog's head, that ran away.

Overall, anything with quality, of course which I bought,

sailed away with profit.

-I shouldn't smile, should I?

-No, make the most of it.

-Shall we?

Come on then. One, two, three go.

-Agh!

-Nine. Mark, really!

-You slightly beat me.

-I did slightly, didn't I?

-Wow.

-But actually, a profit is a profit,

-Mark. Don't be facetious.

-And it's still enough money to buy me lunch.

-Come.

So Mark Stacey is today's winner, and why?

Well, Franksy's deal on the riding crop

and the bath feet didn't deliver the profit so desperately needed.

I have little choice, Gavin. I do hope you make a good profit.

I'm just going to go and have a little cry somewhere.

-He made a loss on the bath feet of £27.73.

-Oh, dear.

And a crushing loss on the whip of £41.36.

A dealing disaster which led to a decisive victory for the Maverick.

That Paris market came up trumps for me. The walking stick raced ahead.

And Mark made lots and lots of losses.

I shouldn't laugh really.

Now, all the stuff I bought in France I was really pleased with.

But when it comes to selling it, I just kept drawing blanks.

Nobody wanted to spend any money.

Mark Stacey, you wiped the floor with me.

Well, he may have been crushed by The Maverick today

but things could all change for Franksy tomorrow...

I want to spend a lot of money.

..as our experts go all-out for ultimate victory

in the Put Your Money Where Your Mouth is showdown.

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