Paul and David on TFI Friday, 26 March 1999
Note from Solo: For those happily unacquainted with TFI Friday,
let me explain that it is an incredibly stupid talkshow hosted
by a facetious git on a Friday night. My life had not lacked
meaning before I heard of it, and having seen it once, to
catch Paul and David, is quite enough to last me a lifetime.
I am immensely grateful to SHaron for writing this report
which I can use to remind myself why it was worth sitting
through all the idiotic drivel.
Report by SHaron
Well, friends, this has been the week to be in the UK for
Starsky & Hutch fans. Our chaps were on the telly on Friday
in a mad show called TFI Friday with Chris Evans, a red-headed
ex-discjockey, now the show's compere. For some reason that
we have no need to examine here, he chose to wear, over his
evening suit, a very large, sequinned codpiece.
The show opened with a mock Oscar ceremony. Other semi-famous
guests were awarded gold coloured statuettes for obscure achievements
before the award for the "Oh My God Look Everyone It's
Starsky & Hutch Actually On The Show Tonight" award
was announced. Contenders were Dempsey & Makepeace, Cagney
& Lacey and S&H. Clips from these were shown (S&H:
Las Vegas Stangler, Hutch's superdive into the pool at the
party), then the winners were (surprise!) P&D.
A door at the side of the stage opened, stage smoke billowed
out and we could see a scuffle going on as both men tried
to be the first through the door. P won, stepped forward saying
"Go ahead, go ahead." (sound familiar?) D pushed
at his back then held P's shoulders to propel him forwards,
both grinning broadly. D began to cry, loudly. P accepted
the award saying "Oh my God!" kissed the girl presenting
it then kissed Mr. Chris Evans. D followed suit as P moved
to the podium, a shaky affair apparently made of cardboard.
P held out the award in his left hand. As D reached for
it with both hands, P moved it out of reach & they played
at this game for several passes, P's eyes on D's face the
whole time, wearing a very fond expression. Then he let D
catch it & said "It's yours, I want you to have it.
I want you to keep it." D carefully fell on the podium
sobbing. P patted his back (here comes the h/c!) as he said
"It's okay, it's okay. It's a very emotional occasion."
D gathered himself sufficiently to cry "Wow!"
Suddenly D stood up to complain "The paint's still
wet!" He looked around holding his painty hand up &
almost wiped it in his own hair. "What a surprise"
proclaimed D, who now had P stood slightly behind him, leaning
against his shoulder. "You know," continued D "Even
though this award is called the "Oh My God Look Everyone
It's Starsky & Hutch Actually On The Show Tonight"
award, we never expected to win up against such fantastic
opposition." Both men pulled great faces at this point
as they tried hard not to laugh aloud. "That's right,
that's right," said P. (also familiar!)
D had been passing the award from hand to hand and now looked
around for something to wipe it on, his eyes soon settling
on P's black jacket. P, who had been laughing, leapt back
saying "Don't do that" and he meant it! Had this
not been on TV it sounded like his language might have been
a lot stronger.
P changed the subject. "You know, I was talking to Cagney
and Lacey backstage," "You were?" asked D,
swinging the painty award perilously close to that dark, expensive
jacket again. The byplay continued and they grinned warily
at each other, waiting for D to remember his next line of
- "Er, and what did they say?" Paul laughed and
said "Badda boom, badda boom, badda boom!" Both
D and the audience thought it was funny! (I didn't get it
- anyone care to explain?) "And er, (an aside to D) I
learned that line from my wife Tracey you know?" D said
"Really? Badda boom?" P, "Badda boom, that's
right. ( and then to camera - to Tracey one presumes) Hi sweetie!"
Now at this point I should explain that the next bit also
meant nothing to me, not being a regular viewer of this TFIF
show. It may be one of their catch phrases, but I don't know,
P continued, "They were so convinced that they had won,
that they were already downing pints like ... are you ready?
... Jimmy the five bellies." P&D looked at each other
both questioning "Who?" several times. Then D held
up two fingers and reminded "We only got two minutes
before ..." but P wasn't put off. "I wanna see what
Jimmy the six bellies looks like. Or the seven bellies."
"Anyway" said D, "It's ours, and let me assure
you that when we come back at the end of the show, we're going
to tear the roof off this dump." "Absolutely"
agreed P, continuing, "And we just want to thank Chris
and his ... colourful ... grand ... elephantine," "Get
to it" interjected a giggling D. "Codpiece"
announced P over the audience's cheering, rolling his eyes.
P poked his finger into D's chest. "You know, did you
get a codpiece?" D was still giggling, "No but I'm
looking forward to it." P rolled his eyes some more,
"Well, I've spoken to them about that and *I'm* looking
forward to that too!" "We'll be right back"
D waved to the audience "Bye bye," called P, and
with a little more byplay about the codpiece they left the
Much later, after several boring guests: the interview proper!
Chris, now codpieceless, announced them again. There was
another scuffle in a different doorway, D emerged to be yanked
back by P who then skipped forward to avoid D's grab at him.
They walked, waving and smiling, through a big crowd of cheering
youngsters, stopping to shake hands with some. To a girl in
a short tight top which was unbuttoned at the waist, P said
"Hey, your belly button's showing!" And then they
reached the little scruffy stage and sat at a small desk opposite
C. P immediately moved his chair nearer to D's.
D rolled a model Torino from the far end of the table towards
P, who neatly caught it just as it was about to fall off the
edge. D made engine and screeching brake noises. C produced
the two toy figures (these seemed all to be from the new Corgi
set which is still not available in the shops to us mere mortals!)
C: "Here you are too, look." He demonstrated the
figures running round the car. P: "Let's see that one
where you hurt your back." D: "Oh yeah; chick ...
ahh ... booom." These sounds illustrated the action as
he rolled the Hutch figure over on the bonnet and threw it
on the other side of the car. "We just never grow up
do we?" P sat back and watched D with that slightly sappy
expression again. C: "You know when you jumped onto that
car and you landed on your back, is it true that you split
your bum?" D: "I landed on my brains." P really
laughed & leant forward closer to D, touching his arm
with the back of his hand. C: "You did a lot of your
own stunts didn't you?" (I paraphrased this, as who cares
what this guy said anyway!) "You were telling me you
got injured heavily." P: "We both got injured."
D: "We had some real good teachers, probably the best
in the business. They went on to become ... I mean Picerni
and company were the best in Hollywood." P: "That's
right they shot a lot of films." D: "And what we
were fortunate enough to have, is great teachers. And any
stunt gaffer will tell you that the further you can take the
actor into the action, the better. And what he had here was
two guys who were stupid enough to go as far in as they could,
so they taught us a lot of stuff." P: "We had a
good time though, doing it. C produced an old David Soul Annual
from a drawer. "We've got your book here, David."
D: "Oh shoot, it's not my book." embarrased, head
in hands. P to C: "You brought that from home though
didn't you?" C: "Actually it's Will's, (apparently
one of the crew - they turn round to look at him.) He wants
you to sign it later. Now it says here 'The days when S&H
went on strike'. Did you ever go on strike?" D turns
deliberately to P who now looks embarrassed. P blowing out
a breath and shaking his hand sideways then laughing: "Well,
there was a *small* little incident." C lets the subject
drop. "It says here also that you had no power to change
things on the show." D peering at the cover: "Who
wrote that book?" P laughing: "Yeah, I want to meet
this guy." C: "So is it rubbish, this book?"
D: "Well... I ... er ... it's a nice little gift book."
P: "It's an interpretation." C: "So is it true
that you were powerless. I would have thought the opposite."
D: "When you're right, you're powerful.Because, I mean,
we fought for the show." P leaning well over towards
D: "I'll tell you how powerful we were. One day, we looked
at each other and said, You know something? If we took all
the choice scenes from a bunch of the shows" (aside to
D) 'see if you remember this' "and Hutch got amnesia
and Starsky spent the whole show saying 'Don't you remember?
Don't you remember? Don't you remember?'"
D has been looking on somewhat bemused as though he personally
doesn't remember until now, when he smiles broadly.
P: "You know, and by the way, the gag one when they
did the show was that Hutch was making time with all the nurses
and Starsky would come in saying 'Don't you remember? Oh my
God he's hurting.' you know like that. And we figured that
if we did that we could get a vacation. We'd only shoot it
in about a day, two days and we'd make ourselves a vacation.
So we were feeling very smart and very bright and we went
to the producers (to D: Remember?) D: "Yeah" fondly.
They're now sitting pretty close, arms touching frequently
almost accidentally. P: "And we said this is what we
want to do. And they said 'Absolutely'. So on the Monday and
Tuesday we shot it and on the Wednesday they said 'Here's
your next script.'" C: "Why did they take the show
off? It wasn't down in the ratings was it?" P: "No
we went off at very high ratings." D: "And basically
I think it was enough" C: "How many years did it
run?" P: "4 years" C: "How many hours?"
D: "About 90 I think." P: "93 hours."
C: "That's part of it's success then, I though it went
on much longer than that." D: "You get in, you get
out." C: "Like the SAS. What did they replace you
with, do you remember?" P: "Hart to Hart."
D: "Was it really?" P nods sagely: "Uh huh."
C: "She's gorgeous." (in funny accent, presumably
HtoH catchphrase?) P pauses while it sinks in then pleased
and surprised points finger at C: "Very good, that's
very good!" D: "I remember going to the network
at the end of four years with Paulie (ahhh!) and basically
saying, look if you can find something to replace us we'd
like to call it now." C: "So you guys voluntarily
called it quits." P: "We'd been doing battle for
a long time. You know the thing that suffers most in television
series is the writing. It just happens, you know, because
there's such a big demand for scripts. So eventually the writing
level went futher down and I think everybody was just ready
to call it a day." C: "How important was the car?"
P: "The striped tamato?" C: "Was the car the
star?" At the same time, D: "Well," and P:
"No!" Big grins at each other. C: "Who go the
most fan mail, out of you two?" D: "The car."
C: "It did off me anyhow." P to D joking: "You
ready to *leave*?" D to C, apparently ignoring P: "You
know we never ..." C: "You must know who got the
most fan mail." D: "No" P: "No."
D: "No, it wasn't really at the top of our list of concerns.
How many girls I got in my trailler was ..." laughing
and covering face with hand. P also laughing: "Wait a
minute, let's *open* that can of peas." D: "They
were wonderful crazy days, you know, wonderful crazy days."
C (abridged): "There were lots of boxes in your show
- car drove into them, you jumped on them ..." P: "Boxes
and barrels." C: "Without boxes and barrels, Starsky
& Hutch wouldn't have happened." P: "Well that
was the original name of the show - Boxes & Barrels."
C: "It was not." D: "Yeah, Boxes & Barrels.
He's Boxes and I'm Barrels."
They showed a clip from Gillian, the alley shootout when
H freezes up on S. In the corner of the screen a little counter
kept count of all the boxes. P&D could be heard counting
along and murmering to each other in the background.
C to P: "So why did you come over here? Was it the videos?"
P: "I came over here for the videos and I also came over
to support Davey (ahhh!) in his play. He's doing a play."
D did a little sales pitch about The Dead Monkey, while P
picked up one of the action figures and placed it directly
behind the other. Then he took the other and moved that behind
the first. And again, and again so that the figures are gradually
moved much closer to D. P is nodding and looking up at C now
and again in the right manner but isn't hearing a word they're
saying. The spiel concludes with D patting P's hand on the
table, saying; D: "And Paul came over to support me."
C: "Have you written him in a little part in the play."
D: "Oh yeah, little walk on." C: "What were
your lines Paul?" P pauses to try to catch up, gives
up trying to figure out what they're talking about, grins
disarmingly and offers "Mmmmmm?"
C: :"Do you miss the days of S&H? Were they the
best days of your lives?" P: "Well, you know, it
was a wonderful time and we really had a great dance together.
And we'll always miss that because ..." C: "And
you're still willing to dance with each other?" Both
together P&D: "Oh yes." C: "You good pals?"
Both together P&D: "Absolutely."
Then they were thanked, Chris gave a really good plug for
the videos, he's obviously enjoyed the show in the past, and
it was over. A great little piece of S&H history! :-)