Mark Franks v Philip Serrell - Auction Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

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Today, profit professor Mark Franks goes up against

antiques powerhouse Philip Serrell at an auction house in Essex.

Coming up, Phil takes his eye off the ball...

You go to an auction, you start talking, you don't concentrate,

what happens? You miss the lot you came for!

..Mark hits the profit buffers...

We would ask for it to be donated or...

I wish you'd stop using that word, "donated".

..and a Victorian secret comes out of the box.

You can see these lines running down it, OK?

This was done a lot in Victorian times,

and they've been grained with a feathery paintbrush

to make it look like a better material than pine.

This is Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is.

Ladies, gentlemen and thrill-seekers, buckle down, belt up

and prepare yourselves for today's titanic tussle.

Our pair of courageous captains will be charting a course through

the rough seas of buying and selling, all the while avoiding

the whirlpools and currents set to push them over the edge.

And no life rafts here. This is an auction,

so it really is a case of sink or swim.

First up, a lovable dealer whose peepers are permanently peeled

for a perfect profit.

Always hot on the trail of a killer deal,

this super-skilled South Londoner is a charmer with all the right chat.

He's got a quick wit, he'll never quit, it's...

In the words of Captain Mainwaring, "Don't tell him your name, Pike!"

And he has a fearsome adversary -

a warrior with over 35 years of auctioneering know-how

at his fingertips.

This antiques authority bangs his gavel like the best of them

and he's got a killer character to match.

He's cunning, he's clever, he hails from Worcestershire, it's...

An auctioneer is not a man to be on nodding terms with.

And auctioneer Phil is at an advantage today,

what with us being at an auction.

We're at Stacey's Saleroom in Rayleigh in Essex.

As our opponents sharpen their senses, and step into the arena,

they'll have to draw on their tiptop tactics to outsmart,

outbid and outwit each other.

They've both come armed with £1,000 of their own money to spend,

so there's plenty of room for mischievous manoeuvres.

Antiques contests don't get any better than this,

so, Mark Franks and Phil Serrell, ready yourselves,

it's now time to put your money where your mouth is!

-Mr Franks, how are you, sir? Are you well?

-Yes, fine, thank you very much.

-A lovely day in sunny Essex.

-Absolutely.

I've got my catalogue, look.

That's one thing I've forgotten, but I did look on the World Wide Web.

I've seen everything in the sale, I've marked loads of items.

But everything I've marked turns out to be in tomorrow's sale,

so I can't buy it, so I've got to restart.

Right, so what is your plan?

To start back from the beginning and have a look from the start

-because I've got no plan now.

-Your plan is no plan.

-Yes.

My plan, I'm going to try and buy things that people can't reckon,

which will probably include me, so it could be interesting.

-You've got £1,000 to spend, mate.

-It's going to go.

-You've got a lot of work to do.

-Let's have a day, shall we?

Both our experts are going to be right up against it

as they must battle with a roomful of bargain hunters.

But it doesn't end there,

they've got lots of pesky internet bidders to contend with, as well.

48 and 50, internet bid.

This task requires nerves of steel, cat-like reactions

and buckets of know-how. So, how's Phil feeling about that?

This business has changed dramatically.

You can now get books, the internet,

you can find out what everything's worth.

So, if I've got a plan,

I'm going to try and buy things that you can't put a price on.

It'll make them easier to sell -

hopefully, it might even make them easier to buy.

Clever thinking there, Mr Serrell.

Mark, however, messed up his preparation time

so has serious ground to cover to catch up.

The best laid plans of mice and men.

I spent the whole evening on the wide world web

looking at this auction and all the items I've earmarked are tomorrow.

I can't be here tomorrow, so back to the beginning,

I'm going to have to start from afresh with my trusty eyeglass,

and start viewing this sale properly now.

Yes, you're not wrong there,

but Phil wants to see everything with his own eyes, too.

And he's the first to spot an unusual lot.

This is in the catalogue - a large, copper coal scuttle of a boat.

I mean, that lifts up...

..and the first thing to do, always look in the non-obvious places.

If you look there, that has clearly had something done to it.

Near where I live, there's a company that makes expensive motor yachts,

and I think that'd look really cool in their reception,

if I can convince them to buy it. What is it going to make?

Well, I think you've got to give £150-£250 for that.

But, always remember, there's a 20% premium in this room

that I've got to pay on top of what I bid.

Yes, it might not be plain sailing,

and Phil has more choppy waters to navigate in this auction room.

You see, he's got a little secret.

One of the lots that I'm really, really interested in today

is lot 505, but don't tell anybody, especially Mark Franks.

Basically, it's an old tin hat box,

looks like it's 20 or 30 quid's worth,

but inside the box there's a little miniature oilcan

and there's a lovely motorbike hill climb prize

on a little plaque that someone's won and some other car bits and bobs.

I think I've got a few car mates

who would love to own something like that.

Shhh! Don't tell anybody.

(OK, Foxy, your secret's safe with us.)

Across the room, Mark is feeling the pressure -

the clock is ticking and he needs to sort out his plan of attack.

When they say, "Don't panic,"

you're getting very close to that panicking time.

Just don't panic just yet.

But get prepared to panic.

Well, preparing to panic is a strategy of sorts, I suppose.

Not necessarily a good strategy,

but at least Mark's taking things seriously.

Well, kind of.

Look at this, this reminds me of Philip Serrell,

he's like a cobra, ready to strike at any moment.

That doesn't really interest me, but that is part of the lot.

This is what I really like.

What is it? It's a box. It's made of pine.

You can see these lines running down it, OK?

Those lines have been done with a feathery paintbrush

and they've been grained to make it look like

a better material than pine.

This was done a lot in Victorian times. What's it worth?

The estimate is 60 to 80 quid.

You get the striking cobra, Philip Serrell, as part of the lot,

but I like this.

But the time for perusing has passed.

Our towering titans must find their prime positions

because this is a place where dreams are made and hearts are broken.

Let's begin now with lot one.

As the auction starts and the bang of the gavel

begins to reverberate around the room...

BOOM

..all that groundwork is history.

From here on in, it's only hands in the air that count.

Mark and Phil are poised, but it's our fox who's preparing to dive in.

He's interested in four glasses rimmed with English silver.

At 35, any advances at 35? 38 is bid, £40.

42, 45, 48, at 48 now on my left.

Are we all done? Selling at 48.

7379, thank you.

We're up and running. I'm really pleased with that. And my first lot.

Yes, Phil's straight in there.

Add that commission he was talking about,

and the price rises to £57.60.

I've just bought these and I really love them.

They're little toddy glasses or shot glasses

with a hallmarked silver rim around them.

The real joy of these is they're nearly 125 years old - 1889.

Assayed in London towards the back end of Queen Victoria's reign.

Aren't they lovely things?

Phil may have secured an early lead,

but Mark isn't one to get left behind, oh, no!

Right, the next lot is a pair of candlesticks,

they are 1959, which is quite modern.

The sort of clients I've got would want something a bit older,

so if it starts high, I'm out.

-A bit of interest in these.

-"Bit of interest."

At 210 I have, any advances at 210? 220.

On my left and selling at 220...

He can't quite believe it himself!

Happy.

A hefty first purchase from Mark, £264 including fees.

More than a quarter of his total budget.

So, what is it about them that caught his eye?

This is a classical Corinthian column. This is called the capital.

They're in good condition, fairly simple, fairly elegant,

they're quite heavily polished, but not too much.

They're made of silver, they're manufactured in Birmingham.

And I think they're quite elegant.

And Franksy sticks with silver for his next purchase -

a baby's rattle with mother of pearl teething ring

costs him £138, with fees.

What a great christening present this would make.

It's a nice thing, in great condition.

If I don't make a profit out of this,

I'll be throwing my toys out the pram.

Oh, play nicely now, Mark! Because we could be heading for a squabble.

We're still in the silver section,

and up next is a card tray that both our bidders have marked up.

This could get sticky.

I quite like this little silver tray.

-It's nice, isn't it?

-What do you mean, it's nice?

Well, it's OK, it's not really my sort of thing.

I'd leave it alone, if I was you.

At £100, now, any advances at 100? 10, 120.

Not easy to be sneaky

when you're standing next to your bidding rival, is it?

130, 140.

150, 160.

-What?

-At 160 now. £160, are we all done?

I shall sell then at 160...

He may have bought it, but Mr Serrell's mind games continue.

Did you buy that? Oh, I bou... Oh, I bought it?!

How did that happen then? It was in good order, wasn't it?

Yeah, I think, to be honest, I think 150 was all the money,

anyone that paid more than that was a complete wally.

There's a lot of bidding bluffing going on,

Mark loses out to the wily fox

who picks up the tray for £192 including the commission.

Just imagine, the Edwardian era, Upstairs Downstairs,

and you went visiting into a really smart house.

In the hall, on the table, you'd see a little tray like that,

and you put your visiting card on there.

They're called card trays. It's got all the hallmarks on it, 1909,

but what lifts this one just up above the norm is that it is retailed

by the Goldsmiths And Silversmiths Company, Regent Street in London.

That's cost me £192. I hope I can get somewhere between 250 and 300 for it.

I really, really like it.

Well, Phil's clearly delighted.

Having lost out already, Mark's keen to get another purchase

under his belt.

And he thinks he's found something to serve up a nice little profit.

OK, the next lot is the set of salts, boxed with spoons.

They're Victorian, they've got a bit of age to them,

I think they're undervalued in the catalogue.

The estimate is 40 to 60,

auctioneers have a little saying, "Start 'em low, watch 'em go."

I think this is the case here.

If I buy them between 40 and 60, champagne's on me.

At 50, advance if you wish, at £50, and 5, 60 bid, 65,

you finished at 65?

70. 70 on the internet. Against you.

75, 80 on the internet.

85, 90 against you.

95. 95 in the room.

Fair warning, last chance, £95.

Thank you.

Yes, Franksy holds his nerve and pays another chunk of cash,

£114, including fees.

So, do the salts match up to expectation on closer inspection?

These are salts. You put your salt in there.

Made of silver, imagine a big, grand table,

and somebody's come round for dinner. Salt was very expensive,

so you'd put your salt in there

and you'd take a tiny little bit with your spoon

and you'd whizz it on your dinner.

You wouldn't have too much.

Lovely, lovely box.

Oh, very posh. Our boys are certainly spending their money.

Every single thing they've bought is silver,

so who's on his way to lands of plenty,

and who's stuck in the middle of nowhere without a sat nav?

Mark and Phil both started the day with £1,000 of their own money.

Franksy has been buying big,

and has bagged three items for £516, leaving £484 in his kitty.

Phil is a little behind,

two lots bought for almost £250,

meaning he still has just over £750 play with.

Our two saleroom stallions must continue apace,

because it's very much all to play for.

And Phil is nervous, that hat box and its hidden motoring contents

he tried so hard to keep secret is about to come up.

Any minute now, coming up is the car bits, which I really want.

It just depends how much they cost.

Start the bidding at £40. Here on commission at £40.

Phil looking understandably anxious as he makes the first bid.

At £55, 60 on the internet against you, sir.

65 is bid. At £65. In the room at £65.

70 against you, 75.

An internet bidder pushes the price higher. Will Phil stick with it?

85 now, in the room at 85.

Internet bidder, 90 against you, sir. 95.

-This is too much money.

-95 is bid. 100 against you.

110, 120.

-130.

-Really is too much money.

Last chance, internet bidder, I'm selling to the room...

at £130. Hammer's going down.

-130, thank you, sir.

-That just cost me a lot of money.

That was tense! He got it in the end,

despite the persistent internet interest.

All up, Phil pays £156, with fees, and he's taken a battering.

The thing about this, you know, is I'm normally sat up there

as the auctioneer and I've got the internet screen here flashing away

and there's people bidding on the net and it's great.

When you are sitting or standing here, trying to bid,

actually, it's probably not so good, really.

They're there all the time, internet bidders,

and it's making me pay more than I wanted to.

Phil feels the pain of being on the other side of the rostrum.

Auctions are an increasingly global marketplace,

so how will Franksy fare as he goes up against the world

for that box and cobra he spotted earlier?

£50, 5 anywhere? 55, 65, I am out.

65 now, 70 is a new bidder.

-One more.

-75, 75 is on my left.

At £75, are we all done?

At 75.

Thank you, sir, £75 at 7380.

OK, I paid more than I really wanted to, to be honest.

75's a lot of money.

Yes, it is tough out there.

Mark slithers off with the snake and box combo.

Including commission, he pays £90.

But he's not one to lick his wounds.

His hand's soon in the air again,

this time for a metal box embellished with flowers.

£32, are we all done?

7380, thank you.

Add in the fees, it comes to £38.40.

So, what's Mark got to show for his money?

Just bought this, it is a Koran holder.

It's in nice condition, I think it's got a bit of age,

60-80 years old.

It's made of some form of aluminium.

Koran goes in there, put the lid on, wear it round your belt,

so can have a little pray every time you want to.

Roughly 40 quid, I think it's got a real chance of showing me a profit.

Franksy's feeling optimistic.

Will all that change when he sees Phil charging towards him?

-How have you got on?

-I'm struggling, mate, I haven't bought much.

Anything I have bought, I've paid over the odds. What about you?

I seem to think of a number, multiply it by three

add a nought on and then Serrell's your man, you know.

Not for me, buying this cheap stuff.

Oh, no, no, no.

I think I'm in deep trouble.

I'm going to see if I can make a fool of myself on something else.

I'll be back.

Did Franksy just say he's not bought much?

Has he forgotten what's been going on?

Now, I might have been telling little pork pies to Phil there,

because to be honest, Mr Serrell, I have bought more than enough.

And I told him I'm struggling,

I think the fact of the matter is it's Mr Serrell that's struggling.

Oh, tactics. And it looks like Franksy's fibs have fooled Foxy -

he's all of a fluster

and could be about to commit the cardinal sin of the saleroom.

I'm coming back to bid on lots that I don't actually want,

and this is one of them.

Sounds worrying. He's taking his chances on a pair of wooden boxes.

55, at £55, any advances now?

60, at £60 is bid on my left.

At £60, are we all done and selling at 60?

-That's yours, sir.

-Why? Why? Why? Why?

# Why, Delilah? #

That's a question only you can answer.

The wooden boxes cost Phil £72, including fees.

So, what's the verdict on them?

That's quite a nice, eastern box.

Bit of a relief that, it's better than I thought it was.

It's got a lovely silver mirror in the back here

and it's all worn to bits,

but if you want to see shabby chic, that is shabby chic.

I'm sort of OK with that. That's quite nice.

This is all sorts of different woods.

That's quite a nice little cigar box.

So, you know what? That's cost me 70 quid.

There's almost a bit of relief there.

Phil is pleased with the boxes.

Yes, that's what he looks like when he's pleased!

He may have dodged a bullet but the unseen shots come raining down.

He soon buys a 19th-century bronze statue...

The hammer's up against you on the telephones at 180.

..paying £216, including the commission.

There's a little bit of the old-fashioned antique dealer in me,

and I think this is a really good quality item.

It's a thing that can decorate a room and fit in any purpose.

Just a little interesting snippet for you.

Do you know how you tell the difference

between an 18th-century bronze and a 19th-century bronze?

Well, let me share it with you.

In the 19th century, they used to cover men's bits up with a leaf

because Victoria and all of her loyal subjects

didn't like that type of thing.

Whereas, in the 18th century, there were no leaves.

It's an easy way to date something.

Yeah, good tip there from Mr Serrell

for anyone looking to buy...a naked man.

Both our boys are old hands at this bidding lark.

Mark there, professional as ever, watching like a hawk,

and Phil...getting distracted

and missing the one thing that he really wanted!

Clocking his major error, he makes the rather unusual step

of approaching the auctioneer.

If the coal scuttle didn't sell,

Phil might still be able to get his hands on it.

He's not looking happy, though.

What's the deal, Mr Fox?

That was a classic schoolboy error.

You go to an auction, you start talking, you don't concentrate,

what happens? You miss the lot you came for! I just missed this boat.

Luckily, I went up to the auctioneer, saw him and spoke to him.

He didn't sell it and I can buy it for 120 quid,

which is what I've just done. Big relief, let me tell you.

Definitely a lucky escape for the Fox.

He still has to pay the normal fees, mind, and, all in,

the boat costs him £144.

Maybe Phil needs a lie down in a dark room.

No rest for Franksy, though, he's taking to the skies.

A number of reels of aviation films are about to come up

and he's hoping they'll pass under the room's radar.

I don't want to pay a lot of money for these.

Estimate, 30-50. I'd be much happier nearer 30.

No phones are up, the internet looks dead. The room's fairly empty.

Probably make 200.

Useful lot, £20 is bid.

At £20, 22?

At 22, 25?

At £25, are we all done at £25?

28 is bid.

At 28 in the room.

At £28 now, 30 against you, sir. 32?

32 now in the room at 32. 35?

-40, sir.

-40 is bid.

It's my last offer, 40, in or out, in or out, 40.

-Any advances at £40?

-Final bid.

At £40 and selling to you, sir, at 40...

GAVEL BANGS

That worked!

With fees, Mark pays £48 for the film reels.

Let's hope his profits soar.

But he's not done there.

He's found out about Phil's hatbox with the secret stash

of motoring memorabilia and attempts something a little unorthodox.

I tell you what, I love the box, what's all the stuff inside?

-That's what I wanted, I didn't want the box.

-You wanted the stuff inside?

I want that, I don't want that.

-This could be the marriage made in heaven.

-£155.

-No!

-What do you mean no?

-20 quid.

-Anyway, I think...

-What do you want for it, then? Come on.

-I should have got 40 quid for that.

-I'll give you 25.

30 quid and it's yours.

-You're a gentleman.

-Deal.

Mark pays £30 for Phil's hatbox

and brings the buying to an unexpected conclusion.

So let's look at the final figures.

Each of our dealers started out with £1,000 of their own money.

Mark bought six lots plus Phil's hatbox.

All up it cost him £722.40.

Phil also bought six lots

but spent a fair bit more, £837.60.

But he's already got £30 of that back from Franksy.

So before they start the slog of selling,

let's see what our battling bidders managed to bring in.

-How did you get on, then?

-I spent a lot of money. I'm surprised.

-I keep waiting for the other stuff to turn up.

-Regrettably, this is it.

-I've got to be honest, my opinion has changed.

-Has my boat come in?

Initially when I saw it and it was up the top, I didn't like it,

but now I'm looking down on it, I really like it.

-I quite like my Philip Serrell...

-The snake.

-The snake, poised.

-Let me tell you, the best result I had today...

-Go on.

This was the lot I really wanted, this little bit of automobilia.

-OK? So I bought that. I paid so much money.

-Yeah.

You wouldn't believe, look at that, some idiot comes up

-and says I'll have that box off you.

-No way!

-Honestly, 30 quid he paid for it.

-30 quid!

-30 quid.

-That was a real result.

-We've got our work cut out now, mate.

-Shall we go and make a start?

-I think we should go and have a pint.

-Do you want to buy any more of my stuff?

-No.

Yes, it's that time again

when our two mild-mannered purchasing powerhouses

change in a blur to become superheroes of selling

and ensure that their profits fly.

The deals will be thick and fast.

They'll need laser-like vision to track down the very best buyers

and, in his secret South London hideout, super seller Mark

is going over his purchases and putting together his action plan.

Does this look like £700 worth of stuff to you? Probably not.

But you're probably not an antique dealer.

A pair of lovely matching, silver candlesticks.

They've got a lovely Corinthian column top,

really, really nicely done.

Also, five films. What's on them, who knows?

Let's hope it's the Beatles' rare footage. Time will tell.

Now, a silver rattle with a mother of pearl teething ring, lovely.

We've got four silver salts in a beautiful box,

really nice condition, about 100 years old, quality.

A Koran holder, a little Koran box, very nice and unusual.

Now this beautiful box says, "Letters 1888"

and with that I get a cobra. I don't know what I'm going to do with it

but I fell in love with the box.

And, finally...

the metal hatbox I bought from Phil Serrell.

I've got an interested party who is quite keen on buying this.

Fingers crossed, this could make the big difference.

Over in his Worcestershire bunker, Phil's assessing his acquisitions

and plotting his power plan.

I'm pleased with all I've bought but I think I spent a lot of money.

This discus thrower, that's a really traditional antique lot

and I think I'm going to try and sell that to someone

who's got a really traditional but good quality shop.

That's a fantastic silver thing, a little silver card tray,

I love that to bits.

And these little top flasks, I'm in the right area to sell those.

And these jewellery boxes, I thought were OK but my two favourites lots

were the old ship here, and I hope she doesn't scuttle me

and this lot here.

I'm already 30 quid ahead because I've sold the tin box to Mark Franks.

What I really wanted out of this lot was this plaque

this little RAC box and this petrol can. I'm a real petrolhead

and if I can find someone who has a similar interest, particularly

in old motorbikes, hopefully, I'll be on a winner with those.

So they're powered up and now need to pull in the pounds.

The winner will be the hero who makes the biggest profit,

simple as that. Remember, until they've shaken on it

and the money has changed hands, no deal is ever sealed.

And it's Mark who hits the super selling highway first.

He takes his Koran holder to Wallington in South London.

He's meeting Juyal and Fahed who run a printing shop.

The box owes Franksy nearly £39.

Would you like to have a look at it?

-A Koran holder, yeah?

-Apparently so, yeah.

It is a Koran holder but it's small.

-Easy to carry...

-For travelling.

People drop them on the floor when it's in their bag, or something.

Why can't you put it on the floor?

-It's a holy book, really respected.

-I see.

We give respect to it and if it's in the bag

and we put the bag on the floor, it's really disrespectful.

Guys, would you be interested in buying this? I've been told by the auctioneer it's about 100 years old?

Yes, it's quite nice.

Nice decoration.

I'd be looking for about 100 quid, how does that sound?

-No, no.

-Would you like to make me an offer?

-50?

-60?

-50.

Oh, no, there's not much movement here, is there? 55?

-Make it 50, it's a good price.

-I'm pretty stuck on 50, aren't I?

I've got two guys both saying 50. I'm not going much further, am I?

-I think it's 50. OK, you've got a deal.

-OK.

Thank you very much.

Well, that gets Mark off the ground and he makes £11.60.

Foxy is quick out of the blocks, as well.

He's straight round to a woman in Worcester he deals with a lot.

He's hoping Gabrielle will like his bronze statue of a discus thrower

and, crucially, that she'll throw some money at it.

It owes Phil £216.

The only thing I know about this, really, is that this would have been,

the technical term is, "after the antique", isn't it?

-It's based on a Greek original.

-Right.

-Which is sort of 5th century BC.

-Yeah. The original Olympic Games?

Exactly, yes. It would have been virtually life-size.

The original of this one was lost.

The Romans rediscovered the original and then it was made in bronze

and marble and features in many important museums.

-So that's definitely bronze?

-Yes, there's a good patination on that.

That's what you need in a bronze, isn't it?

-When people get metal polish out, it takes the patination off.

-Never do it.

-Don't touch it.

-It's a good tip to people, you just don't clean these things.

-No.

-What's it worth, Gabrielle?

-It's saleable, it's good condition...

225.

-Oh!

-Is that any good for you?

-No.

-Isn't it?

-I'll give you 240 for it.

-Fantastic.

-Is that OK?

-Yeah, yeah, of course it is.

Deep breaths, Phil. A profit of £24 on the statue

puts him ahead of Franksy.

But no-one's place on the podium is reserved just yet.

No, no, it's still early days.

Now remember those five reels of aviation film that Mark bought?

Well, he's had no way of watching what's on them

and the tangled world of copyright means

he wants to find out what he's allowed to do with them.

He takes the lot to film expert, Nick,

at the West Sussex Record Office to get an idea of which cans

he can keep and which cans he can't.

Come on, then, give me the good or bad news. That worries me a bit.

That's, well, there we are already. That says, "Imperial War Museum."

-I was going to peel that off but I didn't think...

-Well, that means they would own the copyright.

Even though you might own that piece of film, you don't own what's on it.

Oh, no!

And there's more bad news for Mark.

Another of the cans carries the broad arrow mark which signifies

property of the Ministry Of Defence.

It's another case of return to rightful owner.

These films are, of course, of national interest.

What you should do in the first instance is probably contact

someone like us, your local film archive,

and ask them if they had it in their collection?

If they don't, then they would ask for it to be donated...

I wish you would stop using that word "donated".

Of the three remaining reels,

the only flicker of possible profit rests in this one.

This is the one I'm really excited by.

-This is professionally made.

-Yeah.

Amateurs don't make air to air.

-Whoever commissioned the work...

-He's smoking on the aeroplane.

-Smoking on the aeroplane.

That's a shocker. He's sitting on the aeroplane having a fag.

-Look at that!

-Oh, look.

-That's a MK1 Escort.

-An Escort, yeah.

That's brilliant.

So if I now sell this, am I breaking the law,

or can I sell it as a piece of footage?

You can sell it as a piece of film

but the next person to buy it has exactly the same problem that you do.

They can't use it for any commercial gain.

As they watch on, they get a clue as to who might own the copyright.

It says "The Shuttleworth Collection's Spitfire V

"flown in by a Hercules of the Canadian Armed Forces."

Good news.

The reason I bought a lot of this aviation material

is because a friend of mine is a pilot

at The Shuttleworth Collection.

So there's a good chance he might be able to get

The Shuttleworth Collection to take a look at this, either give us

the rights to sell it, or they may want to buy it.

I'm sure they would be delighted to get the film.

Well, that is a very lucky coincidence for Mark.

A couple of weeks later he visits that very same air museum,

appropriately enough near Biggleswade.

You couldn't make it up!

But Mark also knows that because he's bringing it to a museum,

his hopes of making any money have all but flown away.

However, his optimism is in overdrive as he meets

marketing manager, Tony.

Wow, this is the biggest Airfix kit I've ever seen in my life.

We're restoring a 1941 Supermarine Spitfire.

-This is a Mk Vc and C means it was fitted with cannons.

-Wow!

What we do here is we restore aircraft.

We keep them in flying condition.

I know that as a collection you generally don't buy things, do you?

-We're actually a charitable trust.

-I know.

We're always a grateful for any donations.

OK, so what chance have I got of selling you these?

-Is it between none and zero?

-Something like that.

We'd be very grateful to accept them as a donation.

In that case, I've no choice but to do the right thing

and give them where they belong.

Oh, Mark, that's got to hurt.

We're terribly grateful to you, many thanks.

-Shall we go and have a little look at the footage?

-Why not?

-Let's go.

Well, he's done absolutely the right thing

and if gratitude was paid in pounds and pence,

Mark would've won today's competition here and now.

But we need cold hard cash.

As for the reel with the Imperial War Museum sticker on it,

Mark did the decent thing and returned it to their archive

and none of that helps his scoreboard.

He chalks up a loss of £48.

Now when Phil bought his two wooden boxes, he hadn't viewed them first.

Despite that, he paid £72.

He's brought them to Leominster to see dealer, Chris.

-Well, what treasures have you brought?

-I bought these at auction.

I'll tell you what I think they are and you can tell me yay, or nay.

I think this is probably Anglo-Indian or Indo-Portuguese.

I think this is bone.

I would think it dates to about 1830-1850.

What do you think it would have been used for?

-Sewing or a ladies dressing table box.

-Right, let's have a closer look.

-You tell me.

I'll have to take my specs off to see it properly.

I'll have to put mine on! I love that mirror.

The fact that it's got... That really is shabby chic at its shabbiest.

It is, yes. It's a nice little box.

This one, I think, is really interesting

because you're obviously a wood man.

I think that's yew wood.

I think this is burr yew wood, or pollard yew wood,

-burr occurs naturally and pollard is man-made.

-That's right.

Then you've got mother of pearl inlay here.

Then you've got, I suspect, mahogany strips and the other thing that

I think it is, because it's such a tight fit,

I think it's a cigar box.

A cigar box, yes, possibly. There's a lot of work in there.

-The age of this one's slightly younger...

-I think that's probably about 1880.

-You think that's late Victorian, 1880?

-Yeah.

-I paid just under £80 for the two.

-Right.

I think they're worth just under £80 each.

-Do you?

-Mmm.

-I think that's a bit steep for me, Philip.

I actually prefer this one, I think.

It has a Regency feel about it, I think, as you said.

I am quite a way from you.

I'm going to be nearest to the smallest three-figure you can think of, 100.

-140 quid for the two.

-No, I'm sorry too much for me.

-All right.

-If I said 110 for the two.

-It's a deal.

-All right, you're a gentleman.

-It's a deal.

Well, for a blind buy, that's a bumper bonus.

Phil boxes clever and makes £38 profit.

So, let's see what that does to the trading tallies.

Mark "Franksy" Franks has so far sold two items,

but he's not in profit.

His celluloid setback means he's currently

running at a loss of £36.40.

But he's still got all of his big money items left to sell.

Phil "The Fox" Serrell is in better shape.

His two deals have netted him a profit of £62.

So with Phil nearly £100 ahead, Mark has got some serious work to do.

He sells the cobra for £30, but what of the box that came with it?

He's been doing some research into the year 1888

and it was an infamous period in British history,

giving rise to a sinister and ripping yarn.

GIRL SCREAMS

Jack The Ripper country.

Remember the box I bought at auction?

1888. Jack The Ripper time.

I'm here to meet a lady called Sue.

Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha!

-Are you Sue?

-Yes. Are you Mark?

-Oh, thank goodness for that.

You scared the life out of me.

Why are we here at night time in Whitechapel?

Well, of course this is where the Whitechapel murders,

the Jack The Ripper murders happened in 1888.

So the Whitechapel Society 1888, what is it all about?

We meet once every two months in an East End pub, but we have a wide

interest in late Victorian and early Edwardian East End of London.

But is this box of any interest to the society?

Well, I have to say, anything with 1888 on it is of real interest.

Do you know anything about the box?

If we spin it over, you can see on the bottom it's pine,

but then at the side, this has been grained

and this makes it look like a more expensive material.

You can see the dovetails coming through which are all hand done.

So it's spot on.

I tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to make this really nice and easy.

Give me your bestest bestest offer and let's get out of here.

-£110, Mark.

-110.

-Yeah.

-I tell you what. You've got a deal.

-Deal.

Let's go.

Well, he's done the deed and he's back in profit.

Add to that the sale of the cobra

and Mark is better off to the tune of £50.

And he also takes this year's special award for the most

spectacular overacting in a deal.

Phil gets on with the business too.

He sells his set of four silver rim shot glasses to his friend Peter

for £70 and a ride in his 1920s' car.

They add a shot of profit - £12.40.

Franksy's travelled into Central London to try his hand

at a triple trade.

He takes the candlesticks, the child's rattle

and the salts to Daniel who's a silver specialist in Covent Garden.

So, can Mark kill three birds with one stone?

He starts with his priciest purchase - the candlesticks that cost £264.

Right, now, here we are. A couple of candlesticks.

I had a quick look, I saw strong hallmarks.

I didn't see any sort of major dents or digs or repairs.

You're right, you've got nice, strong hallmarks.

Made in Birmingham.

Not particularly old, though. What is really good,

which you can tell why these are in good condition,

is so often with an antique pair of candlesticks

you start seeing holes in the corners. Yes.

Now, looking at these, there's no holes. So they're nice

and obviously the age is going to be reflected in the price.

If one of my regular dealers came in and said £450, I would buy them.

So I don't know how that relates to how you're thinking

-or what you're thinking.

-If you're happy at 450...

-At 450 I would buy them if I was coming in.

-OK. We've got a deal.

Oh, that was easy.

Well, that's just what the doctor ordered.

The candlesticks give Mark a glowing profit of £186.

His other silver items were also worth their salt.

In fact, it was a case of shake, rattle and sold.

Daniel pays a combined price of £340

and adds a shiny £88 to Franksy's profit pot.

Now, if we said Phil had taken his copper boat to Portobello,

you might think he was in the seaside resort near Edinburgh.

Instead, he's on the street market in London. Not very coastal.

He's brought it to shop owner Mohammad.

-Mohammad, how are you?

-Hi, how are you?

-Lovely to see you.

-Now, they tell me...

-What have you got there?

They tell me on this street that you are the man that buys everything.

-I do.

-Anything and everything?

-Mohammad, have you ever bought a copper boat before?

-Never.

-Then this is your day.

-It's got a dent here and...

-No, no, no.

-No, no, no. Patina.

-Ah, patina.

-Patina.

I'll give you 160.

That's a step in the right direction, Mohammad. Keep going.

-165.

-What did you say?

-165.

-What was that? Did you say 180?

-170.

You're a gentleman, Mohammad.

A choppy deal turns into plain sailing for Phil.

He makes £26 on his boat.

Not bad, considering he almost let it float away at the auction.

Mr Fox follows that up with his silver card table,

the one he fought over with Franksy at the saleroom.

He's caught up with his old friend Rod.

-Do you like it?

-I do like it, actually.

That's half the battle, isn't it? Would you to own it?

I would actually like to own it.

Especially with that name on the back.

-I think Goldsmiths And Silversmiths Company...

-It's one of the best.

And as you know in life, the best things don't come cheap.

Rod pays £235 and Phil marks £43 on his profit card.

Then there's Phil's hatbox, which Mark bought off him for £30,

and he was dead right to. He sells it for £50, making a £20 profit.

And that is money that Phil could've made.

As for the contents of that box,

Phil has brought all the memorabilia to a motoring event near Cheltenham.

He's arranged to meet Matthew, one of the daredevil riders

from the Demon Drome group and they get up to all sorts of stunts.

I tell you what.

170 and I'll take you in the middle while we're doing a show.

Well, Phil can put a spin on any sale,

but this time, he might have met his match.

MUSIC: "Dizzy" by Tommy Roe

# I'm so dizzy

# My head in spinning

# Like a whirlpool... #

Add that to the £30 Mark paid for the hatbox

and Phil makes a dizzy profit of £44 on the deal.

So our barrage of bidding was followed by

some high-class haggling, and now we're all done.

Before we go any further, though,

let's remind ourselves what our superb specialists spent.

Both Mark and Phil started at the auction

with £1,000 of their own money.

Mark ended up with seven lots, costing a total of £722.40.

Phil took home six lots and spent over £100 more - £837.60.

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

All of the money that Mark and Phil have made from today's challenge

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, you're looking well.

Did your auction provide you with lots and lots and lots of money?

-I've got to be honest, it was fantastic for me.

-Was it?

-You got the aviation film, didn't you?

-Oh, wow.

Tell you what, they flew. They really flew. Cost me 48 quid.

And what did you sell them for?

-I gave them away.

-What do you mean you gave them away?

-I gave them away for free.

-What?

-Yes, a very long story.

Didn't get a penny for them. Gave them... Gave... It's paining me.

Count of three.

BOTH: One, two, three.

-Look at that.

-Wah-hey! Woohoo! Woohoo!

Franksy flies home the winner.

In spite of his failure to flog the film reels,

he beats an auctioneer at an auction house.

The auction was really, really good fun.

I mean, I think I bought some really funky things,

but at the end of the day, Mark's silver, oh!

Absolutely slaughtered me. Well done, him.

The best part of it for me was buying the hatbox off Philip Serrell

and selling it on. I loved making a profit from Mr Serrell.

How will it turn out tomorrow? With these two, it's anybody's guess.

They'll be going head-to-head at a foreign market as Franksy

and The Fox lock horns at the battle of Belgium.