Mark Franks v Philip Serrell - Car Boot 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.

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-And gives you the insiders' view of the trade.

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Each week, one pair of duelling dealers will face a different daily challenge.

The original cheeky chappie. Lovely!

-Putting their reputations on the line.

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Giving you their top tips and savvy secrets

on how to make the most money from buying and selling.

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Today, everyone's favourite cheeky chancer Mark Franks

takes on the supreme sage of the saleroom, Phil Serrell, at a car boot near Romford.

Coming up, will Phil take his haggling too far?

-That looks to me like it's a fiver.

-Sorry!

Mark plays the long game.

-Can you squeeze it up to 30?

-Unfortunately not.

Would £29.99 be too much?

Phil reveals a secret to ageing items.

What it wants is either cow manure or yoghurt on it.

It promotes moss growth and it will just age it a bit.

This is the Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Welcome to another epic encounter.

Two almighty antiques powerhouses are charged up

and ready to electrify the battlefield.

They must surge through the stalls to find the best items to bolt out a premium profit.

In highly pressurised conditions, who will move like lightning

and who will short-circuit?

First up, a dealer with the greatest gift of the gab going.

A man with an eye for a blinding buy.

He's south London's savviest streetwise sleuth,

it's Mark "Franksy" Franks.

This place is full of bargains.

Next up, a man with 35 years of auction experience

and a wit larger than life itself.

He's one of the hardest hagglers the world has ever seen,

he's the greatest dealer in Great Malvern.

It's Phil "The Fox" Serrell.

I do know that you've got to buy quick and sharp.

Car booters start at the crack of dawn

and our gladiators are no different.

Bleary eyed or not, our Titanic traders must hunt down the most delectable deals

here at the Bonza Car Boot Sale near Romford in Essex.

But it's all well worth it. This field is brimming with bargains.

It's got everything a man could desire, including the kitchen sink.

Our experts certainly have the means to make light work of this sale.

They've each brought £250 of their own money and once all selling is done,

any profits they make will go straight to their chosen charities.

It's all about old-fashioned focus,

raucous risk-taking and some barefaced cheek thrown in as well.

No problem there then.

Mark Franks and Phil Serrell, it may be 6:00 in the morning

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

What have you done to me?

You've brought me to a field in Essex at this time of day.

Where I come from, the only thing in fields are cows and corn.

-What's going on?

-I've brought the sun with me, Philip.

I don't care about the weather, as long as we're together.

We've got 250 quid, there's not many stallholders.

Let's go and have some fun. Come on big boy!

Oh, look at Phil's face. That's not going to help his early morning mood.

He's not known for his cheeriness at the best of times.

The car boot might not be The Fox's natural habitat but will he have a cunning strategy

to outfox the oh so confident Mr Franks?

I've probably been to less than 10 car boot sales in my life.

I really don't know what I'm doing here.

But I do know that you've got to buy quick and sharp.

If you don't get in quick, you'll miss the boat.

Well, he's certainly sharp. Quick? Not so much.

Franksy, on the other hand, could not feel more at home.

Philip doesn't do a lot of car boot sales.

I've done a fair few in my time. My strategy is really simple.

Go to the vans first. Come on, this is where we start.

Franksy clearly has the upper hand but don't underestimate Phil.

He might be a relative novice but both our bargain hunters will battle to bring home the bacon.

These stalls are really good, you never know what you're going to find.

You have to really look and concentrate.

That is exactly what foxy Phil is doing.

Straightaway, he sniffs out potential.

How much are your decanters please?

-Four for £10.

-How much?

Do you sleep at night?

They're antique and everything.

These, to me, honestly,

look as if they're about a pound or two really.

-Don't tell everyone.

-A fiver for both?

-That's not a pound or two, is it?

-Mum, it's up to you?

Well, I would like more than one pound.

-I'll give you three quid for the two.

-No, five?

-I'll give you 4.5 but I won't pay five, honestly.

-Do it.

-Are you sure?

You're an angel, thank you.

Yes, Phil spotted his prey and went in for the kill,

driving the price right down. No mercy whatsoever.

Do you know, I think I might have been a bit mean with that lovely lady

but trust me, second-hand glassware is really, really cheap.

These are, I think, probably 40 or 50 years old.

They have star cut bases which you can see there.

This is almost like hobnail cut but they're not the best quality.

If you have a look at this, you can see the stopper,

it doesn't even sit on there square so these aren't the best quality

but they are just a serviceable, cheap pair of decanters.

£4? There's got to be a profit in those. I hope.

A bit early for self-doubt, Mr Serrell.

Time to jog on though, because Mark is hot on your heels.

He has spotted something sparkly in the distance.

He decides there's no point in reflecting on it.

Quite nice, isn't it?

-Let's find out the price.

-So he wastes no time.

How much on that?

A couple of quid, I'll have that. A couple of quid. Here you go, mate.

Mr Serrell, where are you now?

I've just spent £2 on this. Now, what is it?

This is a mahogany framed mirror, Victorian. Lovely, lovely.

All this work, all these leaves would have been done with a turning wheel.

The wheel would have spun and spun and spun,

cutting away and then it would have been mirrored

or mercury covered to give you that lovely, lovely shine.

Give that a clean-up, suddenly we're looking at something from £2

to £32, 42, 52,

62, 72...

Mark Franks, a wealth of knowledge, but will his knowledge bring wealth?

He's certainly sounding confident.

Phil is starting to find his fighting feet.

You look, you definitely are going to find something.

I think I've found the perfect lot for Mark Franks.

A pink tiger striped onesie! Right up Franksy's street.

Just like that hat!

Phil bounces back into action for a good trawl of the stalls

and Mark gets a handle on his next potential deal.

-Where did you find those?

-In the garden.

-Just knocking around? Smashing.

-What have you got on them?

-How about a score for them?

A score? For those not in the know, that's £20.

-How about 15 quid? 15.

-It's early yet.

It's all I've got. I've just spent two over there, 18.

-Think of the money, you don't want to take it home with you.

-I do.

-You don't.

So, what have I bought? Let's have a look at one of them.

That makes a lot easier.

This would have been on a door

and this is to stop you touching the door

because it would have been made of timber and to stop the grease from your fingers damaging the door,

door plates they're called, the handle is there

and if you look really closely at the top, there's a number.

That's probably a registered design number.

A nice bit of decoration there.

Look closely and you can see around the edge there, it is lined out.

Each of these are bevelled which shows a bit of quality.

Nicely finished, 1910 or 1920.

18 quid, you couldn't get plastic ones made for that.

So, Mark already has a good grip on today's challenge

but Phil is hot on his tail. He's been flashing the cash as well.

He's just paid £65 for a pine table.

You go back to the 19th century and mahogany and oak and walnut,

they filled the big rooms in the house.

They were what a gentleman used. The servants, they had pine.

Now, pine is really collectable and this is a pine desk.

No great age to it, at very best, it's back end of the 19th century.

At worst, it's 20th century.

This has cost me £65 and I'm hoping, well, if I'm really lucky,

there might be 50 quid profit in it so fingers crossed for me.

Really pleased with this.

Our boys have made two purchases each and it's only 7am.

Yes, there's no stopping them.

They're already sniffing out their next deal

or indulging in their rivalry.

So, Mr Serrell, how are you getting on then, old boy?

The old box, look at him, Foxy Serrell!

Yes, don't you be worrying about Phil, Mark.

He's stealthily hunting around, hands behind his back.

Calmness personified. Franksy however can't contain his excitement.

My alarm went off this morning at 4am.

There were already people at the car boot sale by then.

I'll tell you what I am, I am absolutely tired.

I've just bought this tyre. It's a motor bike tyre.

It's Avon, which is a make I've heard of. It was £25.

If you look at it, it's still got the line running around it

and it's still got this label on it.

Now, these bits here show that it hasn't been on the road,

cos it's still got this from when it was pressed in a mould.

I don't know what it would cost new,

but I know it wouldn't have been £25.

All I've got to do now is sell it, and I'll no longer be TYRED...

I'll be loaded!

Mark is really into the swing of things, and pulls out ahead.

Across the field, Phil's been casting around to try and snag a potential catch.

A fish-shaped fountain marked up at £20.

-You won't want to be taking this home, will you?

-Yeah, no problem.

Get out of here. That looks to me like it's a fiver.

Oh, Phil! The man looks insulted. Has our haggling hero gone too far?

-What will you do it for?

-Sorry...

I'll knock a fiver off it, you can have it for 15, but it's...

-I've got to make it look old, haven't I?

-You'll make 30 quid on it.

How does a tenner look like, not to carry it home?

-See, I'm learning.

-No.

-Oh, go on.

No. I was really doing it to you cheap at 15.

I can't do much cheaper than that.

Much, or at all?

13 quid, you can check me out.

Go on. You're a gentlemen, thank you very much.

I have just bought...

a concrete fish, for £13.

Why have I bought a concrete fish?

I told you. Fish out of water.

# Under the sea

# Under the sea... #

Phil swims off, gasping for air.

No such problems for Mark -

he's hoping his next find might give him a leg up.

Yeah. Nice set of ladders.

Do you know what, I'm not even going to make you an offer.

-You've said a fiver and a fiver it is. I'll take those.

-Thanks, mate.

Lovely. OK...

So what have I bought? Set of ladders. What for?

It's the only way to get to the top.

What I'm going to do is rub down the treads,

paint the rest of it white,

and I'm thinking some sort of shop, use it as a display,

perhaps a florist, with some plants on it.

Dunno. It's got a chance. It's a fiver.

Thank you very much.

Another step in the right direction, and he's happy.

Franksy's very comfortable at the car boot, and it shows.

Thing about the car boot sale, it's all about looking at the potential of things as they can be.

It's not always what they ARE.

Like the ladders - give them a coat of paint, rub them down, they suddenly look wonderful.

You've only got to look at what you can make something into to make the money.

So, while Franksy wanders off to conjure up more magic,

let's see how our dynamic duo are doing.

Our experts started the day with £250 of their own money.

Mark "Franksy" Franks is proving himself a cunning car booter -

four purchases for £50.

That leaves him £200 to spend, spend, spend.

Phil "The Fox" Serrell might not like car boots

but he's haggling very hard.

He's made three buys so far for £82,

so he's got £168 still in his kitty.

Reduced the value of this sofa somewhat by you sitting on it.

You are so loud!

I'm considering buying this book, cos this is a steal at a quid.

-How do you do it?

-Well, come on, it's a doddle, mate.

It's bargain after bargain after bargain,

it's just like a licence to print, the car boot sale.

Have you spent lots?

I don't know how much I've spent, I've bought a few items though.

-Really?

-I could spend £1,000 here easily.

-How do you do that, then?

-I don't know.

I'm going to go and concentrate the mind.

-Perhaps you need a strong black coffee mate.

-I'm up and at 'em now.

Never before has Phil Serrell moved so fast! Let's see it again.

Yes, he slides out of that leatherette armchair like a greyhound out of the traps.

And now that Franksy's upped the ante, Phil is up and at 'em.

I think this really is the home turf of Mark Franks,

and he's going round here like a whirling dervish

but actually I don't think I've done too badly.

I've had some quick buys, and I'm quite pleased with what I've bought.

I still need to find some more, though.

It's got to be here somewhere.

Yes, our Phil is like a changed man.

Energised. Confident. You might even say...happy.

But he's off and running at a terrific pace,

and almost immediately his auctioneer eye spies something else to get excited about.

Just behind me there's a box of old London Illustrated News prints

and engravings, that sort of thing. I think they've been all cut up.

The value in them is they're just decorative items,

and there might be some that you can salvage.

They're all priced individually, but I'm going to try and buy the whole shooting match.

-Are these yours, good sir?

-They are, yes.

-You selling them individually or the lot?

-I'll sell 'em individually.

-Good price for the lot.

-How much is a good price?

For a load of cut-up old newspapers.

25 quid.

I'll give you 15 quid the lot.

Come on, 15 quid and you'll be a gentleman.

-All right, then, give me 15.

-You're a gentleman. Thank you very much indeed.

-So that's all the whole shooting batch?

-Yeah. Everything there.

What have I done? Anyway, it'll be a bit to read, won't it?

-Cheers, matey.

-Cheers.

-Thank you very much indeed.

Put very simply, you know, you go and buy a newspaper today,

and there are photographs.

In these days - this is an engraving that's done by an artist.

It's a work of art in its own right, and here it is reproduced in a paper.

And I'm sure there's got to be something amongst this lot I can do something with.

Yes, there's no stopping Mr Serrell. He's racking up the deals.

This is a man who lives in a world of prime pieces,

amazing antiquities, items that tell a story.

So, what extraordinary, exceptional,

exquisite objet d'art will he view next?

Yes, that's right - a metal filing cabinet.

How much you offer me, please?

A fiver, and no more.

-OK! For you.

-Good man. You're a gentleman.

-I like Serrell!

-Thank you very much.

-Good man, good man. There we are.

-Thank you very much.

-Thank you very much indeed.

Thank you very much indeed.

I've just bought a steel cabinet! I think it's quite a trendy thing.

And this sort of warehouse look is quite in at the minute.

This is probably a 1960s steel filing drawers.

You all hear the term "vintage" and "retro"

and you always wonder what it is, and I've always thought

"vintage" and "retro" were terms were another word for second-hand.

Well, this is second-hand, it's vintage and it's retro.

It's all of those things, and it's what people want.

I'm really quite pleased with that.

I'm getting the hang of this. I wouldn't want anybody to think I'm enjoying it

but I've bought some lots, I'm really pleased.

And that's the confirmation we were waiting for - Foxy is having fun!

And he's got Franksy to thank for kicking him into action.

Mark is at a van that has a couple of items he's interested in.

A bike and a small glass jar.

Yeah, it's pretty, innit?

-It's got a bent top, that's the only killer.

-Yeah, little bit crooked, innit?

-Give me a price on that, and that push-bike there.

-60 for the pair?

55. Come on!

-Go on, go on.

-Deal, lovely. Gentleman.

Right, come here, you, let's see what we've bought.

Right, now - dirty old black push-bike. Come a little closer.

Look at the make, down the side. Nice make.

Good pedals. Disc brakes.

When I was a kid, we didn't have brakes, let alone disc brakes.

And also, I've just bought this.

This is lovely. This is a little silver-topped pot.

The top's a bit winky-wonky, I can get that straightened out.

There's a nice hallmark there - made in London.

It's in great condition.

This has all been turned on a wheel

and all this work's been chiselled out of it. Beautiful.

That is a good little buy.

55 quid the pair,

so I'm going to quote this to 15 quid, this to 40 quid,

and er...I'm out of here.

# I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike... #

No hands! No hands.

Ooh, look at him go. Our daredevil dealer decides to call it a day.

That's it. I'm going home.

Phil is having too much fun to call it quits.

He's still out there, hunting around.

-What's that?

-It's an old-fashioned brooch.

-I'm old-fashioned.

-How much is this? Please.

-To you?

To me. It's my colour.

-It's the red that appeals to me.

-22.

-Is it?

-Yeah.

What's the best you can do?

As you are a nice man, £20.

-It's got enamel on it.

-It's quite nice, isn't it?

Quite a lot of writing on the back.

I'm going to try...

15 quid.

It's a good try but if you get another three pounds out of your pocket it will be a deal.

I haven't got another three pounds.

18.

One more.

Go on, one more.

-It's a deal.

-Thank you very much.

He does like to play his little games but it pays off.

The enamel brooch is his for £17.

I really love this little Norwegian brooch.

It's silver marked up as silver but doesn't

have an English hallmark on it.

It's Norwegian and some of the great Scandinavian silversmiths

and jewel makers like Georg Jensen hugely sought after today, and

in a way silver as a piece of ladies jewellery is more popular than gold.

And what I love about this, it's got these beautiful bright enamel colours.

I'm not sure how old it is, it could be anywhere from, I don't know,

1950s onwards but it cost me £17.

I don't think that's any money at all for a really sweet piece

of jewellery and I think, for me, it's quite a trendy bit of jewellery.

Hm, Phil Serrell the trend-setter, who'd have thought it?

So, will the brooch prove to be the jewel in his crown?

Only time will tell. For now, let's tot up the trinket tally.

Mark and Phil each arrived in Essex with a budget of £250.

Mark threw himself into it backing six bargains for £105.

Phil finished with a strong spending spree

and leads with six items having spent a little more, £119.

So, with the deals done and dusted, how are they feeling now?

-How are you doing?

-Mate, I've got to shake your hand.

I looked behind at this madness and you've bought antiques

and old stuff.

I think you've done amazingly well for somebody who wasn't enjoying themselves.

I felt so out of my comfort zone

and I sort of warmed to the task. It was OK.

You found some brass amongst the muck.

-Yeah, I'm quite pleased with what I bought, actually.

-So you should be.

-The mirror is really cool.

-It was expensive. Two quid.

-Two pounds.

A pair of decanters, they must be a few quid.

-Yeah, four.

-Four pounds!

-What is the bike all about then?

-I just think there's a profit.

It's a really good make, it has disc brakes, a million gears.

-I like that.

-That's got good potential. You know it.

That could be something special, couldn't it?

You think of Norwegian silver, Georg Jensen

and I think that might have some potential.

I think we've done really well.

These are a bit behind the times.

You've spoiled that lovely moment!

Our two battle-hardened heroes now take their foraged finds

and return home. And they need to get down to business.

Finding buyers for their booty is much harder than it seems.

It requires detailed research and plundering their extensive

contacts books to make sure they turn the biggest profit

possible. But, remember, until they have shaken on it

and the money has changed hands no deal is truly sealed.

Time to find out their plans and there's news just in,

let's go over to our reporter in Worcestershire, Phil The Fox.

Here is the breaking news from Malvern.

Philip Serrell has been sent to a field in Essex with £250

and what does he come back with?

Well, there's a metal cabinet and a concrete fish,

still no point in carping about that now.

Look at this wonderful desk.

65 quid. How can I fail to make a profit out of that?

But this lot is fantastic.

Illustrated London News all cut up and I think, in a way,

they are quite an educational toy because if you gave those to children

and they could use them to learn history they would be fantastic.

At £4 for these decanters, how can I fail with those?

And this has got to be my star buy.

I didn't know at the time but it's by a man called Anderson,

cost me £17, should make £80-£100.

How good is that and I didn't even know when I bought it!

Well, Phil is clearly confident,

but over in south London Mark is feeling pretty punchy himself.

Lovely brass door plates, really nice.

Look at the pierced top.

18 quid, they are a snip.

And a little silver bottle, the glass is all really heavily engraved

and it is lovely, solid silver top.

A great mountain bike, it's a good quality make,

it's got disc brakes, ooh, when I was a kid, hadn't been invented!

A brand-new motorcycle tyre

and a mahogany mirror, two pounds.

What I'd really like to do with this mirror,

if the adjudicator will let me, is put it into Philip Serrell's

auction house and watch him squirm as he has to make me a profit.

The ladders, these are lovely.

These are turn-of-the-century, 100 years old, as solid as you like.

They are made of pine.

There are so money things I can do with these, I've got someone in mind.

These were a fiver, it's a no-brainer, these are a profit.

This is going to be the stairway to me winning.

Well, not if Phil has anything to do with it because, like

a finely honed athlete, it is the Fox who springs into action first.

He starts his mammoth mission by taking his pine table

across to Herefordshire to a furniture shop.

Phil is meeting the shop's owner Nick,

so will he give Phil a profit on the £65 that he laid out?

I am a bit of a car boot novice, but that table I bought, I thought

it was really cheap and this is the place to sell it.

They've got lots of other similar stuff,

I'm hoping I can make a really good profit on this one.

-That's a fine table, isn't it?

-Nice table, yeah.

-Is it all right?

Yeah, it's good, I think. A nice saleable thing.

-It looks like it's Victorian.

-It isn't though!

-It's Elizabethan!

The second.

But when I saw it, I thought it was probably... institution,

possibly out of the school or a government building.

-That's exactly where it's come from, I think.

-I bought this for £65.

I think it's worth close to £200 and I think that will still leave you with a profit.

-We wouldn't quite pay that.

-Come on then, how much?

-I'll try one and a half.

-You can try but you can try a bit harder.

What are you looking at then?

The bottom line for me is...

I think it's worth 165 quid which is £100 profit for me, which is

fantastic and quite rare for me

but I think honestly it's worth that.

-I think that's fair. I'm quite happy with that.

-You're a gentleman.

Yes, he is off and running well, sprinting actually.

A whopping £100 profit for the table

and for someone who doesn't like car boots it's a very promising start.

Which means this competition is already looking like it has

more twists and turns than a game of Snakes And Ladders.

Talking of which, Mark takes his ladder to Carshalton

to an organisation that gives people with learning difficulties

the chance to restore furniture and then sell it on themselves.

Hello, chaps, how are you doing? These ladders, I saved these.

These are Victorian, they're about 100 years old. They still work.

-What would you do to them, any ideas?

-Sand it down.

That's not a bad idea. Are we up for doing a bit of that then?

-I think so.

-All right then.

Steve, follow Nick. Come on, are you coming down there?

You've got to, I need some helpers!

# Now, there are three steps to heaven... #

Now he knows that Nick the manager is interested,

Franksy follows the guys down to the workshop.

So, will Mark make some money on the £5 he paid for the ladders?

So, Nick, this is where it all happens, this is the workshop.

So, the boring bit is I can't give you these.

-I do need to sell them so can we talk money?

-Yep.

Make me an offer I can't refuse.

I was thinking about, somewhere in the region of the 10 or £15 mark.

-I will accept the higher offer, £15. How's that?

-OK.

-We've got a deal.

Brilliant.

Mark makes a profit of £10 and the team get to work straightaway.

What a lovely bunch of people and great fun.

I've made a small profit,

they will make a profit and I can't wait to see the finished product.

See you later.

With Mark climbing the ladder of success,

Phil looks like he might be getting ready to hit the bottle, surely not!

I'm hoping to sell these decanters

and there's no better place than Worcester's oldest wine merchants

and I hope my friend Nigel who might just buy these

is going to be down in the cellars.

EVIL LAUGHTER

And so our hero descends to the depths

of Worcester's dark underworld.

Will he emerge with a profit? Will he emerge at all?

I've brought you these decanters. I don't think they are as old as you and I.

No, I don't think they are old at all. They are nice modern ones.

Are they different shapes for different booze?

Whisky ones have tended to be square.

People don't really use whisky decanters very much these days.

-What are they worth, Nigel? Not too much.

-Not a lot.

Are they worth 30 quid? Here we go, sharp intake of breath.

-Well, I suppose £15 each, we could say yes to that.

-You are a scholar.

-All we've got to do now is find something to put in them.

-Absolutely.

-That'll be fun.

-Not so fast, Phil, there's still a lot of work to do.

Our wily one distils a neat £26 profit on the decanters,

more than six times what he paid for them.

Mark really is on the back foot now.

Talking of Mark, where is he? And who's that?

It's only me.

I'm in Tooting, I've got a tyre, I've got a mate who owns a motorbike shop.

I've only got to sell him a tyre and make a profit

and the bonus of it all, he's going to lend me a big motorbike -

Harley-Davidson, Honda, Suzuki, I don't care.

I'm going for a ride.

-Mark is here to see Paul and his dog, Sadie.

-How are you, Paul?

Hello, Mark. Unusual for you to be coming in here.

I've got all the clobber on. Got a lovely tyre for you to look at. Still got the label on it.

And more importantly if we do a deal on this, you did say I could

borrow a motorbike, I've really got my eye on that one behind you.

-We'll see what we can do.

-OK, mate. What do you think of the tyre?

It's not bad. A bit of old stock but it's all right.

The bloke asked me 40 quid for it, I bashed him down to 25 quid

and that's what I paid for it.

-Is there a profit in that for you, Paul?

-Yeah, I think so.

-Make me an offer.

-30 quid on that one.

-35 and I'll give you a handshake.

-No, 30 quid. 32.

-32.

32, champion.

Mark makes a profit of £7 on the tyre

which means it must be time to take one of the bikes for a spin.

-Is it a Harley?

-Close.

-Paul, is it the Honda?

-No, mate.

Much much better than that.

-What about this?

-Nice but it's better.

-Suzuki.

-No, no. This is it.

-This is a bit of you.

-What, this?!

-Is it a motorbike?

-It is. Just.

-Great(!)

Oh, well, Mark, it's not the size of your bike that counts.

Daredevil Franksy is obviously on a roll

because he sells the black push-bike he bought to a bike enthusiast

for £50 and Mark makes a profit of £10,

so what cunning scheme is he planning for his next sale?

Do you remember that tired-looking mirror

I bought at a car boot sale for literary couple of quid?

Well, it had a nasty crack in it which I've now glued up,

which was there, and I've waxed it so it's now shiny.

This is mahogany.

It's beautiful. I've cleaned the glass...

And that's ready to go back in. Look, how lovely is that?

Now, I'm going to wrap it up and send it to Phil's auction house.

One restored mirror bought at a car boot sale for £2,

Phil really liked it so I'm going to give him the pleasure of selling it.

I know his minimum lot price is a fiver so I am into a profit already.

Well, it could always fail to sell.

These tactics might be underhand but they are not against the rules

and the very next day the mirror arrives at Phil's saleroom.

What's this?

"To Phil, please sell for me, love Franksy."

-He's got some cheek, hasn't he?

-You can say that again.

But that's why everybody loves him.

Fantastic Mr Fox will put the mirror in his next auction

and we will see what happens later.

But now, let's see how they're doing.

Mark "Franksy" Franks has so far sold three of his items,

but he's only made £27 profit.

Phil "The Fox" Serrell might have only sold two items

but he's way out in front in profit terms with an impressive £126.

And there we were all thinking this would be Franksy's game

but if anyone can claw it back, it's Mark.

Phil jumps in with the next potential sale

and he's going considerably upmarket for his newspaper cuttings.

This is my box full of car boot history

and if you want to sell history, who better to sell it to

than Sir Nicholas Lechmere, eighth baronet. Well, here's hoping.

-Nick, how are you?

-Very well, thanks, Philip. Good to see you.

When I bought these, they were £15

and clearly someone has brought them with a view to chopping them up and selling them to American tourists,

but I thought they would make a great teaching aid for history lessons

in the 19th-century and I thought of you having, how many children, is it?

Four.

-Are these of interest to you, Nick?

-Of course they are, Philip.

They are intriguing, you only have to turn the page over

and there something else fascinating underneath.

I thought they'd be great for papering the loo.

You can sit down and read till your heart's content.

What are you looking for, Philip?

-Well, I was thinking they should be worth 50 quid.

-50 quid?

-And the shirt off my back!

-Come on, Nick.

-I could...

-Make me an offer I can't refuse, Nick.

-45, Philip.

-Really?

That's absolutely fantastic! Really, really fantastic.

Honestly, you are a gentleman.

Phil cuts a deal for the cuttings and makes a profit of £30.

Phil is looking unstoppable and this is now getting rather

serious for Mark, but he is a fighter.

For Franksy's next sale, we join Phil again because it's auction day

at Phil's saleroom and the time has come for him to make some money.

-For Mark.

-Lot 249, actually a very nice little mirror. There you are.

Ooh, that hurts!

Mark is being treated exactly like all of Phil's other customers,

paying the normal fees and when the gavel goes down...

£35.

Well, it pays off for Franksy. The mirror only cost him £2.

This is the moment of truth, I am sort of dreading it,

but it's time to tell Franksy exactly what's happened.

I tell you what, I've got to change my screensaver.

'Hello, silver fox, how the devil are you?!'

Franksy, how are you doing, mate, all right?

-What did you pay for that mirror?

-200 pence.

-It was two quid, wasn't it? Yeah.

-How much did it sell for?

It sold for 35 quid.

I got just over 11 quid in commission

and the VAT man just over a pound.

So you've ended up with just over £22.

Cheers, mate. You make me feel so special(!)

So, after all the deductions, Mark's mirror makes a profit of £20.06.

So, now he's done helping his opponent,

Phil can get back to the job in hand.

It takes the £5 filing drawers to Clive, who also lives in Malvern

and specialises in vintage and retro furniture.

I'm not quite sure I get this industrial-type look.

There are certain people who will be wanting to buy this.

For example, for their kitchen.

They might polish it up slightly or we can prime it

and paint the whole thing.

I bought this at a car boot sale

and I was thinking I'd get between 20 and £30 for it.

To be honest, I think the condition it is in, handles falling out.

-It is actual rust.

-It's industrial, people want that!

You can't fake this rust, Clive. That's what people want.

-I would be looking at around £15.

-Watch it, Phil, you don't want to add any more dents.

When I stop doing it, it won't hurt. How much did you say?

-I would do £20.

-Thank you very much, see you soon, Clive. Lovely job.

Never one to hang about once he's got what he wants,

Phil scarpers is with a profit of £15.

Good old Clive.

He reckons he's going to have a buyer for that, but I tell you what,

-beauty is definitely in the eyes of the beholder.

-Well, that's very true.

Franksy is up next.

He's travelled all the way to Biggleswade with his silver-topped glass jar.

He's meeting Doretta who buys and sells gold and silver.

Are they real diamonds?!

I don't think so.

-How's things?

-Yeah, all right.

-Lovely to see you.

I normally get a kiss but there we are.

-I've got something to show you.

-I bet it's exciting.

Well, don't hold your breath!

But, it is, if you look at it, it's quite a nice little thing.

A nice bit of workmanship. Got a bit of age to it.

She spends her life looking through that thing.

I know, me and this thing are attached.

-It is very nice.

-It's got the hallmark.

-Yes, got the hallmarks.

I bought it and I thought I know you appreciate something pretty,

I thought I would come and see you to see what you thought.

-I can give you about £20 for that.

-Oh, dear. Here we go again.

This is the bit I hate doing. Can you squeeze it up to 30?

-Unfortunately not.

-OK, fair enough.

Would £29.99 be too much? Ha, ha!

Just a tad.

Go on, give us your bestest offer, my hand is there, my heart's there.

-Let's go for it.

-25.

-25, go on, then.

He only needed to shake her hand but he goes in for a kiss as well.

And why not? She's just given him a £10 profit

and he's jumping for joy.

Mark also manages to sell his door handles away from the cameras.

They are bought by a man who does house clearances,

he pays £20 which only gives Mark a meagre profit of £2.

Phil is off to Worcester to see one of his regular buyers.

He is taking the brooch to antiques dealer Gabriel

-to see what value she puts on it.

-Gabriel, how you?

-Philip. Are you well?

-Yeah, I am actually.

I bought this at a car boot sale for the princely sum of 17 quid.

I thought of thought Jensen when I picked it up which it isn't.

-Er, no, you doesn't do that sort...

-Enamel. But is it the same period?

'70s?

A bit earlier, I would think. Yeah, it's probably late '50s.

-Really?

-Scandinavian.

If you are looking for a piece of modern jewellery, modern-ish,

that is going to appreciate in value this is what to go for.

The colours in that are fantastic, aren't they?

-Is it something you would be interested in buying?

-Yeah, I think it's really nice.

Well, I've got no idea what to ask you and I know you are fair so tell me what it's worth.

Well, I would give you £85.

Fantastic. Thank you.

That is five times what Phil paid

and it brings him a very shiny profit of £68.

Franksy's work is done so he can relax.

He decides to go back to Carshalton to see how the restoration

-of the ladders he sold is going.

-How are we getting on?

-It's looking great. Who is this young man?

-James.

James, lovely to meet you. I'm Mark.

-Have you been helping with this?

-Yeah, I have.

You've done an amazing job. The big question, James,

how much should we sell these for now you've upcycled them?

-Um... 50.

-50 quid?!

Yay, that's it. Start high.

I would suggest a tiny bit below, 48. It makes it sound cheaper.

Start high, you can always come down, can't you?

-Right, I think you've done a good job. Shall I go now?

-No, Mark.

-You've got to help us.

-You want me to do some help?

Go on, then, let's try. OK.

This is hard work, isn't it?

Oh, well, Franksy, no rest for the wicked.

Phil has motored around to his last item, the stone fish.

He's brought it to Rob who runs a maze outside Worcester

but a fish in a maze, has Phil got a bit lost?

-You ever seen a fish like that?

-It's a bit grey.

I got him at a car boot in Essex and I think he's a water fountain.

When I saw him, I thought for one beautiful moment it was stone

-but it's concrete, isn't it?

-It looks like it.

What it wants is either cow manure or yoghurt on it because, joking apart,

if you put that on there it promotes moss growth and it will age it a bit.

-We have plenty of the former!

-Plenty of the former, well, there we go.

Now, I was told that next year here you're going to have some

sort of sea theme going on.

That's right, we're doing a Poseidon/Neptune adventure.

So, he could fit in. He's getting more valuable by the minute!

I was hoping I might get 30 or 40 quid for it. What do you reckon?

I think we could do that. Yeah.

What, the 30 or the 40?

-Yeah, we'll do 40.

-You are a gentleman!

Phil makes a splash with a profit of £27 for the stone fish,

meaning he's all sold up.

Thanks very much. See you, Rob. Cheers now.

And after an amazing deal,

Phil tries to take a short cut to the car park...

Hold on, Phil. Is that the right way?

-My Landy's not parked around her, I know it isn't.

-Oh, dear.

At least he's better at finding profits than finding his way.

Let's leave him at it because it's almost time to reveal the winner.

First, let's remind ourselves of what our dealers have spent.

Mark and Phil each arrived at the car boot with £250.

Mark bought six times and spent a total of £105.

Phil also did six deals and paid out a little more,

£119. But all that matters now is who has made the most profit.

All of the money Mark and Phil have made will be going to charities of their choice,

so let's find out who is today's Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is champion.

-Franksy.

-Mr Serrell.

-How are you?

-Not bad.

I've got to be honest, I know you've got your auction house

and you're professional in that field,

but talk about lost at the car boot sale.

You looked horrified. You didn't enjoy it?

They are a strange experience but you pulled a stroke there. That mirror.

-What?

-Getting me to make a profit for you.

-No, mate.

I chose the best auction house I thought would make the most money

and it happened to have your name written on it.

-I didn't know you were associated with it.

-You are such a ratbag!

-Come on then.

-Ready. Here we go.

-BOTH: Go!

Blimey. What happened there?

I don't know, but I think the drinks are on me.

That bloomin' auction house, that wasn't good after all.

So, that's quite a result. Against the odds,

Phil wipes the floor with Mark.

Philip Serrell is a dark old horse.

He said he didn't like car boot sales, didn't like getting up

in the morning, didn't enjoy it but then absolutely whooped me.

The car boot was just amazing.

I can't believe how much luck I had because I happened to walk into

some half-decent things, but has it changed my mind about car boots?

Well, sorry.

Well, you might feel more at home tomorrow

when our prize-fighters jump into the ring again.

Phil is on home turf at an auction,

but judging by today's challenge absolutely anything could happen!