As far as her producers are concerned, No. 1 Angel Farrah Fawcett-Majors is turning into a devil. Buoyed by the record-breaking sales of Farrah posters and 40 or so movie offers, the Charlie's Angels star has decided to quit the hit ABC series. The Hollywood line has it that she is playing games to raise her salary from $5,000 per episode to as much as $75,000. The word from the Fawcett-Majors household, however, is that the actress has simply done some basic arithmetic. Since Farrah's 5 million poster fans alone would probably lay out $3 to see her famous teeth and other assets in a film, she ought to go into the movies.

Of all the questions he will put to former President Nixon, says British Talk-Show Host and Entertainer David Frost, the one he is tempted to ask first is "Why didn't you destroy the tapes?" Television audiences across the U.S. and abroad will hear what Frost decides on May 4 when the first of the four 90-minute David-and-Dick shows is aired. Chatting about the interviews on WNEW-TV'S Friends of . . . show, Frost, 37, recalled how he informed Nixon that he wanted the shows to appear before the slow summer TV season. Referring to his farewell speech, Nixon said jocularly: "We got a hell of an audience on August 9, 1974." To ensure that same hell of an audience in May, Frost met with his subject at San Clemente last week to iron out final details and digest the briefing books put together by his staff for the marathon taping sessions scheduled from March 23 to April 20. Under the terms of the $650,000-or-so deal, the ex-President has no control over content or editing and cannot see any of the questions in advance. "Nixon can, of course, refuse to answer questions," points out Frost. "But then I am able to film his refusing to answer."

Pamela Poitier, 22. is determined to make it on her own. She turned down a part in Father Sidney Poitier's movie, tentatively titled Piece of the Action, in order to act off-Broadway. "I don't want to take the easy way out. I want to be independent and make my statement alone," she explains. Her statement turns out to be that of a "sensitive girl who falls into hooking" in Jockeys, a new play about a Puerto Rican jockey on the way up. To research the part, Pam grilled a prostitute acquaintance for details of the life. She even slipped out between rehearsals to Manhattan's raunchy Times Square to gain insight into the local working girls at their trade--and to have her picture taken.

His and hers. Gerald R. Ford and Wife Betty are getting to work on their respective memoirs. His book will begin at the time Nixon selected him as Vice President and will concentrate largely on the events of his presidency. Hers will be a more personal memoir, a candid look at her struggle to balance her roles as public figure, wife and mother. No unseemly family rivalry is likely: the double contract with Co-Publishers Harper & Row and the Reader's Digest will yield the two Fords a cool $1 million.

Being a Rolling Stones fan is no way to make headlines--unless your name happens to be Margaret Trudeau. Then it is easy. All Margaret had to do was attend a couple of rare nightclub performances by that bad, bad band at Toronto's El Mocambo and mingle with the boys afterward. Trouble was, the first show coincided with the sixth anniversary of Margaret's wedding to Canada's Prime Minister, Pierre Elliott Trudeau, 57. Leaving husband and three children in Ottawa, Margaret, 28, had checked in at the Stones' hotel and stayed up with the group into the early-morning hours. That was enough to set tongues and typewriters clacking. Margaret apparently had a grand time, though, and only Stones Guitarist Keith Richard seemed to feel a little the worse for wear. But then, Richard had reason. Only a week before, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police found 22 grams of heroin in his hotel room and charged Richard with possession for the purpose of trafficking. Under Canadian law, he theoretically faces life imprisonment if found guilty. (Richard also faces a much less serious charge of possession of cocaine.) Was this the kind of company for the wife of Canada's head of government to be keeping? Almost everybody except Margaret clearly felt not. Even Stones Drummer Charlie Watts was overheard to mutter to Bassist Bill Wyman, "I wouldn't want my wife associating with us."

In the midst of the disapproving din, Margaret flew to New York City, and promptly disappeared from public view. Headed the same way, on a different flight, were Stones Lead Singer Mick Jagger and Guitarist Ron Wood. Newspapers raised their collective eyebrows at the coincidence. After two days of hubbub, Margaret calmly appeared in public in the company of Princess Yasmin Khan, at whose apartment she was staying. The two women arrived at the ballet to watch Mikhail Baryshnikov dance. All the frenzy, said Margaret, was nonsense. Said she: "Look, I'm a married lady. I love my husband and I love music." Her New York trip, she added, was a vacation devoted to photography. Said Trudeau, back in Ottawa: "This has been planned for some time." An aggrieved Jagger added his own disclaimer. From the Manhattan town house where he was staying with his wife Bianca and their ailing five-year-old daughter, the Prince of Rock declared that hints of dalliance with Margaret were "insulting to me and insulting to her."

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