Nick Wasilieff

@nickwaswriting.com

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Comedy #Screenwriter telling stories about incompetent but lovable idiots and ne’er-do-wells. #scriptsky Former Creative Director, current Stay-At-Home Dad, forever a geek. Jack of no trades—master of some. Prince George, BC 🇨🇦 nickwascreative.ca

Red and orange sunset on a flat plain with a cloud shaped like a t-rex running across the horizon.
A sun sets behind a flat horizon, just missing a tuft of trees off to the left.
A knockoff Pikachu plushie wearing a blue and white panelled hat with an awkward pokeball graphic and a blue shirt that has the number 6 6 6 on it.
First scene from a short script, titled Salty, written by Nick Wasilieff The scene begins: INT. OLD HOME - LIVING ROOM - DAY Teacups. Collector plates. TRINKETS. A shrine to kitsch... ...and Jesus, whose framed image hangs crooked on a wall. A dozen crosses of varying sizes surround him. The monotone voice of MAURICE sounds out. MAURICE (O.S.) It's not normal for me to receive court-appointed clientele. The aged voice of BRENDA answers as we see many photos of her displayed on a mantle. Always alone. Aging with every picture. BRENDA (O.S.) I heard you, umm, specialized in a certain type of therapy. MAURICE (50s, bald, gaunt) listens from an armchair. The top of his head shines in the sunlight. MAURICE Ahh... So you're experiencing paranormal trauma? BRENDA (O.S.) Yes. MAURICE Is the spirit here at this moment? BRENDA (70s, frail, frumpy) shifts on a plastic-covered couch. Scratches at an ANKLE MONITOR. Through large, thick glasses, her eyes are exhausted. Behind Brenda's couch loiters J.A. (male, 17, a ghost). Bloody. Gray-skinned. Straggly shoulder-length hair. He wears a uniform of a blue polo and tan chinos. Only Brenda can see and hear him. J.A. Am I present, BrenDUH? Brenda nods. Trembles. On the brink of emotional collapse. MAURICE If the spirit were still of this world, would I see them in their current placement?
Less distant now... ELLIS (O.S.) I'm ruined! God dammit, I'm ruined! The sound of fast-paced footsteps approaches Leyland. A hand squeezes Leyland's necktie. Yanks his floppy head up. ELLIS (late 50s, smooth tanned face placed between a FEDORA and a HAWAIIAN SHIRT) has a maniacal look in his eyes. ELLIS (CONT'D) Wakey, wakey, you son of a bitch! Ellis backhands Leyland. SMACK! Leyland jolts awake. LEYLAND Aye! I'm awake! I'm awake! Leyland gazes up at Ellis. Concerned. LEYLAND (CONT'D) You okay, Ellis? Everything good? ELLIS You've ruined me, asshole! LEYLAND Wh-what happened? ELLIS Unbelievable! Ellis releases the tie. Leyland's head clunks to the dirt. ELLIS (CONT'D) Leyland fucking happened! Ellis paces. Turns and kicks dirt at Leyland. Leyland heaves himself up off the ground. He winces. Groans. A pile of smouldering rubble sits where Dough Re Meat once stood. In Leyland's terms: It's a goner. Leyland locks eyes with the destruction. LEYLAND Oh, no! No, no! Ellis, this isn't my work. I'd never do this to you
A marketing poster for a drama-comedy feature script titled "The Proving Grounds" written by Nick Wasilieff. The image depicts old Las Vegas circa the 1950s, with a large atomic-bomb mushroom cloud filling the sky in the background.
A firey sunset behind a tuft of sihouetted trees. In the foreground, whispy fog hovers over a field.
An orange sunet behind a tuft of trees illuminates the clouds above in hues of pink and orange. A large field in the foreground is covered in a mix of snow piles and a large flooded area that surrounds multiple fence posts reflects the clouds.
Poster creative for a script titled “The Proving Grounds” written by Nick Wasilieff. The artwork shows a landscape of Las Vegas in 1958 with an atomic mushroom cloud in the background.
Super Nintendo Cartriage for the video game Home Improvement: Power Tool Pursuit
Sunset orange clouds with subtle sun rays cutting through behind silhouetted trees
Sunrise orange, textured clouds behind silhouetted trees and power lines.
An upclose photo of a Lego minifigure wearing a suit and boxing gloves standing in a boxing ring. He has a black eye and has a bandage on his face. He looks concerned and beleaguered.
An open grassy yard. A chain link fence keeps back the natural long grass, shrubs and trees. A folding table sits in the middle of the yard. Frost covers every surface.
A view down the center of a dim rural road lit by a staggererd line of streetlights anchored to power poles as engulfs them along witb the pine trees.
A photo of a window in a dark room showing light from a setting sun subtly illuminating the blinds.
A scene made of Lego showing a Lego minifigure dressed in a white hazmat suit, tripping over a rubber duck making the glowing green nuclear rod that he was carrying fly through the air. Horror is written all over his face.
A framed piece of black on white stencilled artwork of Santa Claus with the words “Big Nick Energy” in his beard.
A firey sunset behind a tuft of silhouetted trees across a field.
A first script page for a short script titled “Salty” written by Nick Wasilieff. A therapist named Maurice makes a house call to a new client, Brenda, who’s experiencing paranormal trauma. We see this in the form of a dead teenager, named J.A. lingering behind Brenda mocking her. Only Brenda can see J.A.
A frosty field of long grass with trees on the horizon all enveloped in whispy fog. The sun has just begun to rise.
A sunset.
Akram, played by Alexej Manvelov in Netflix’s Dept. Q stares into the camera.
A poster for a paranormal comedy short script called “Salty”. The poster is a solid blue-green background with a smouldering stick of save and a tipped-over salt shaker with a pile of salt that has fallen out. The word “Salty” is displayed at the top in a vintage woodcut styled font.
A crisp Hazy India Pale Ale fills a slender glass that sits on a clean counter. On the glass are the words “Be a Rebel Drink Great Beer” so I’ll abide by the glass.