A trap is a device or tactic intended to catch an intruder, enemy, error, or substance.
Trap may also refer to:
Chance of a lifetime.
Plot
Divorce mediators John Beckwith and Jeremy Grey are business partners and lifelong friends who share one truly unique springtime hobby--crashing weddings! Whatever the ethnicity of the wedding party--Jewish, Italian, Irish, Chinese, Hindu--the charismatic and charming duo always have clever back stories for inquisitive guests and inevitably become the hit of every reception, where they strictly adhere to their proven rules of wedding crashing to meet and pick up women aroused by the very thought of marriage. At the tail end of another successful season of toasting brides and grooms, Jeremy learns that the daughter of Treasury Secretary William Cleary and his wife, Kathleen, is getting married in what is sure to be the Washington D.C. social event of the year. After infiltrating the lavish affair, John and Jeremy quickly set their sights on two bridesmaids, Claire and Gloria Cleary. With the lavish reception in full swing, Jeremy works his game plan to perfection in seducing Gloria, but John's flirtation banter with Claire is unexpectedly impeded by her pompous, Ivy League boyfriend Sack. Having uncharacteristically fallen hard and fast for Claire, John convinces a resistant Jeremy to bend the crashing rules and accept an invitation to an extended weekend party at the Cleary family compound. Once at the palatial waterfront estate, John and Jeremy endure a multitude of comical mishaps at the hands of the dysfunctional members of the Cleary family, but also learn a few unexpected lessons about love and relationships.
Keywords: 2000s, adult-living-with-mother, adultery, american-football, anger, apology, argument, arizona, asian, assault
They're just a couple of guys who just wanna have fun.
On July 15th, they're coming to your wedding...with or without invitations.
Hide Your Bridesmaids.
Life's a Party. Crash It.
Jeremy Grey: Tattoo on the lower back? Might as well be a bullseye.
Chazz Reinhold: What is she doing back there? I never know what she's doing.
John Beckwith: Are you going to give a toast?::Claire Cleary: Yes.::John Beckwith: Nervous?::Claire Cleary: A little bit.::John Beckwith: What are you going to say?::[Claire pulls a piece of paper from inside her dress]::John Beckwith: You keep it in your cleavage.::Claire Cleary: Nowhere else to put it. Normally I'm not very good at these things, but I think this one's pretty good.::[John reads from Claire's notes]::John Beckwith: "I never thought my sister would find someone who cared about what other people thought as much as she did - until I met Craig?"!::Claire Cleary: Yes, that's funny. It's funny because it's true. People like funny.::John Beckwith: I know, but the whole funny-because-it's-true bit only works if the truth is a *small* thing like "everyone knows Jennifer likes to shop, ha ha ha". I think you're better off going with something from the heart. Honestly.::Claire Cleary: I think people are going to like this.::John Beckwith: I think you're going to hear crickets.::Claire Cleary: I think you're wrong.::John Beckwith: Sounds of silence. Go walk the plank.::Claire Cleary: Uh uh. I'm sticking to it.::John Beckwith: Ok, meet me at the back of the room. I'll be the guy waiting to say I told you so.
John Beckwith: Claire! Will you wait just a second? All I wanted is was a second alone with you so I could explain things. But I've never gotten that chance. Maybe I don't deserve it, so here goes. For longer than I care to remember, my business has been crashing weddings. I crashed weddings to meet girls. Business was good. I met a *lot* of girls. It was childish and it was juvenile.::Claire Cleary: And pathetic.::John Beckwith: Yeah. That's probably the best word to describe it. But you know what? It also led me to you, so it's hard for me to completely regret it. And that person that you met back at your folks' place? That was really me. Maybe not my name, I'm John Beckwith by the way. Or my job. But the feelings we felt; the jokes, the stupid laughs, that was all me. I've changed. I've realized something. I crashed a funeral today.::Jeremy Grey: [mutters] Oh Jesus.::John Beckwith: It wasn't my idea, I was basically dragged to it.::[to Jeremy]::John Beckwith: I went with Chazz who you forgot to tell me is totally insane. He also might be a genius because it actually does work, he's cleaning up.::Claire Cleary: John!::John Beckwith: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That's neither here nor there. Anyway, I saw this widow and she's a wreck. She has just lost the person she loved the most in this world and I realized we're all going to lose the people we love. That's the way it is, but not me. Not right now. Because the person *I* love the most is standing right here and I'm not ready to lose you yet. Claire, I'm not standing here asking you to marry me, I'm just asking you not to marry *him* and maybe take a walk, take a chance.
Claire Cleary: So is it just about the money?::John Beckwith: No no, it's about, uh, investing in companies that are ethically and morally defensible.::Sack Lodge: Well, like what? Give me an example.::John Beckwith: Like what? Well, there's the company that we have where we're taking the, the fur or the wool from sheep and we turn it into thread for homeless people to sew. And then they make it into cloth, which they in turn sew, then um... make little shirts and pants for other homeless people to sell. It's a pretty good deal.::Jeremy Grey: [fumbling his words because Gloria is giving him a hand job under the dinner table] People - People helping people.::Claire Cleary: That's - that's very admirable.::John Beckwith: Thank you. Although, don't make me out to be a saint just yet. We do turn a small profit. After all, someone has to pay for the, uh,::[motions to Jeremy]::John Beckwith: Lap dancers for the big guy here.::Jeremy Grey: [laughing pleasurably] Oh, ha ha ha, he's joking around. It feels so good when he jokes.
Todd Cleary: We had a moment at the dinner table didn't we?::Jeremy Grey: No! No! We did not have a moment at the dinner table, Todd!
Jeremy Grey: John? I need to see you right away. It's important.::John Beckwith: [Walking into Jeremy's office] What's going on?::Jeremy Grey: [sighs] We got three big weeks ahead of us. It's wedding season, kid!::John Beckwith: You sandbaggin' son of a bitch!::Jeremy Grey: I've got us down for 17 of them already.::John Beckwith: Okay, now how many of them have cash bars?::Jeremy Grey: Great question. I like where your head's at and two of them actually are, but I got us covered: Purple hearts. We won't have to pay for a drink all night.::John Beckwith: Oh, yeah. Perfect.::Jeremy Grey: We are gonna have tons and tons of opportunities to meet gorgeous ladies that get so aroused by the thought of marriage that they'll throw their inhibitions to the wind.::John Beckwith: And who's gonna be there to catch them?::Jeremy Grey: Grab that net and catch that beautiful butterfly, pal! What do you like better, Christmas or Wedding Season?::[Jeremy raises his hand]::John Beckwith: Mr. Grey?::Jeremy Grey: Yes. The answer would be, um, Wedding Season?::[shimmy-shakes]::John Beckwith: Bingo! I'm gonna get my suit. Now who are we this time?
Claire Cleary: Your brother. He's down again.::John Beckwith: What is his deal?
John Beckwith: What are you doing? It's a game of touch football, every time I look over you're on your ass again.
Claire Cleary: Are you OK?::John Beckwith: Yeah, I'm just swinging the jib for your dad, starboard.::Claire Cleary: But starboard's *this* way.::John Beckwith: That's right. What am I thinking? I'm used to sailing Down Under with the Kiwis so everything's backwards. Even the toilets, when you flush them, the water spins the opposite way. Really freaks you out the first time you see it.
Plot
Wannabe actress Andie is dating wannabe gangster Tony. Tony and his buds pull off a scheme to heist the money and drugs from a drug buy. To cover Tony, the inside man, his buddies throw him in their trunk as they flee the scene and pretend to shoot him. But Tony doesn't have the good sense to stay out of site and soon the gangsters are after him, his crew and Andie.
Keywords: bare-breasts, breaking-up-with-boyfriend, campfire, catholic, champagne, cleveland-ohio, confessing-sins, drug-theft, fellatio, fight-in-the-restroom
Twist my arm till I scream your words, but nothing seems to change.
Condemned for looking for the exit to this maze. Thoughts run deep
but so does blood. I will wipe it away and show you what you have
done. Forced to feed the flames, but do I have the strength to remain
unchanged? Slit my wrist till I bleed and the trail has begun. A bloody
hand grasps the bottom rung. I am weak but I will try to clinch my
fist with fury and shatter windows with my cries. Forced to feed the
[Henry] Umjigil su eobseo wae
Naneun mugeowojyeo gagiman hae
Ne mam guseoge nohyeojin chae
Nohin chae Yeah
Nege dako sipeunde
Geujeo keomkeomhan I eodum soge
Jakku garaanja gateun gose
Geu gose Yeah
[Henry] Ne aneseo jeomjeom nan ichyeojyeo ga
Neul meomulleo inneun I sarang ane, oh nan
I'm trapped I'm trapped
[Henry/All] Naneun jichyeoga
Na honjaseoman kkumeul kkugo innabwa
Sege heundeureo nareul kkaewojugenni kkaewojugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
Nan nareul irheoga
Neo eobsin naui ireum jocha gieogi an na
Ijen ne aneseo nareul nohajugenni nohajugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
I'm trapped oh I'm trapped oh
[Taemin] Neowa nan ireoke
Dallajyeo ganeunde
Neoui kkeuchi eomneun yoksime
Geu yoksime
[Henry] Neoraneun saejange
Jageun saejang ane beoryeojin sae
Naragal su jocha nan eomneunde
Eomneunde Yeah
[Henry] Ne aneseo jeomjeom nan yakhaejyeo ga
Neul meomulleo inneun I sarang ane oh nan
I'm trapped I'm trapped
[All] Naneun jichyeoga
Na honjaseoman kkumeul kkugo innabwa
Sege heundeureo nareul kkaewojugenni kkaewojugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
Nan nareul irheoga
Neo eobsin naui ireum jocha gieogi an na
Ijen ne aneseo nareul nohajugenni nohajugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
[Henry] I'm trapped oh I'm trapped yeah
[Kyuhyun] Neol itgo sipeo
[Henry] Neol itgo sipeo
[Kyuhyun] Naragago sipeo
[Henry] Naragago sipeo
[Kyuhyun] Neol naeryeonoko
[Henry] Neol naeryeonoko
[Kyuhyun] Jayuropgo sipeo
[Henry] Jayuropgo sipeo
[All] Naneun jichyeoga
Na honjaseoman kkumeul kkugo innabwa
Sege heundeureo nareul kkaewojugenni kkaewojugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
Nan nareul irheoga
Neo eobsin naui ireum jocha gieogi an na
Ijen ne aneseo nareul nohajugenni nohajugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
[All] Naneun jichyeoga
Na honjaseoman kkumeul kkugo innabwa
Sege heundeureo nareul kkaewojugenni kkaewojugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
Nan nareul irheoga
Neo eobsin naui ireum jocha gieogi an na
Ijen ne aneseo nareul nohajugenni nohajugenni
I'm trapped I'm trapped
Feat. Derrick Green, Andreas Kisser of Sepultura
Those who will not use their brains are no better off than those who have no brains
so this mindless school of jellyfish become a useful beast of burden
I can't get this fucking feeling outta my head
You've gone and pushed me too far now I wish you dead
Faith was something that I used to have
But time has covered all the innosence with lies
PUSHING, PULLING, DO THIS, DO THAT
WOULD'VE KNOWN WHAT I KNOW NOW, IT'S A TRAP
Rape and take from me what I make
For you it's a job, for me a mistake
Machines are made to destroy all that's sane
I'll never forget you or your fucking name
I can't take this no more, it's time that I hunt you down and kill you
I've taken this as far as I'm gonna take it
You get in my face, I'll fucking kill you
Stay outta my way, let me be alone
Get out of my life, I don't need you
I've taken this as far as I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna find a way to fucking kill you
You pushed and pushed and pushed me over the edge
Now I'm searchin for a way to have you fuckin head
Watch the life flow from your veins as I get hard
Think of all the pain you caused me as I discharge
My blood is pumping fast through the heart that you scarred
As the bodies of my enemies float on by
Now I've got this picture floating in head, you lying in front of me covered in red
TrapSnap my skin
trap
Scissors cut the seam
cage
limb from limb
cage
now the sand flows in
snap my skin
scissors cut the seam
limb from limb, now the sand flows in
chorus
Life life life life
life is a chair
death death death death
come out to play
come out to play
choice of freedom to say no
if God is evil, to the devil we go
Burn all of my books
burn
burn them page by page
cut my flesh
with a paper edge
burn all of my books page by page
chorus: repeat
trap
life is just a flash
trap
constrict like a tomb
cage
only death realise
cage
from chair of freedom
trap
life's just a flash
constricts like a tomb
[Intro - Los]
I'm on a PJ and my PJ is with a QP of that KU
SH IT you need I'd when they play you
[Verse 1 - Yung Berg]
Yeahhh, legggo
Several times these fraud niggas try to come at me on fuck shit
But I bounce back on these niggas
Gave they hoes that one dick
Left the club with Ray J
And gave two hoes one wish
Five star, getting dough
Spent two hunnit on one bitch
And your hoe like damn I seen him
Shopping with a bitch in Memis?
Only came for the bitches and the drinks
Trey Songz, T.I., two reasons
Bow hard bet Louis Vuitton
They greeting me with Rose
Just left K. Smith crib bout to link with Meek can't Rozay
And I'm bout, I'm bout it, these bitches know I'm bout it
Had a table with Rihanna
Can't see cause the shit too crowded
Brought my bitch here and her bitch here
Plus she brought her friends here
Rolling like a wheelchair
Me and my nigga Sincere, go!
[Hook - Yung Berg & Los]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
[Verse 2 - Los]
Look
Just grabbed that Medina
Bout to snatch the summer
That bitch black on black like Whoopi fucking Danny Glover
Fucked up that Medina
Had to snatch the Bentley
That bitch triple white I call it Janet, Jack and Chrissy
She said "Oh my god you sexy
Los, your styles the nicest"
I don't pop no Britney but I pop that Miley Cyrus
I dropped her too she popped her too
Her girlfriend I pop her too
Got the proper dick and when I drop the shit
Now I'm the one she screaming pop her to
I go ham, ham
All red drop top Lamb
She got that wham, bam
Then when she drop that shit, god damn
My drop top on rollerblades
My niggas in Paris
And we going cray (cray) (cray) (cray)
[Hook - Los & Yung Berg]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
Drowning like a fly in my drink
You drone about being on the brink
But I really don't care what you think
Oh I'm sick of it all
Sick of it all
I hate the way it's always the same
Hate recrimination and blame
And you just wait for me to fuck up again
Oh I'm sick of it all
Sick of it all
The ways you try and put me down
Sweet revenge for the things I've done
The ways you try and twist me around
'give me a taste of my own medicine'
Drowning like a fly in my drink
You whine about being out of synch
But I really don't care what you think
Oh I'm sick of it all
Sick of it all
I hate the way you want me to be
Hate regret and humility
And you just wait for me to fall at your feet
Oh I'm sick of it all
Sick of it all
The ways you try and run me down
Make me pay for the things I've been
The ways you try and push me around
All you want to do is win
Any love you once felt for me
Has turned into this travesty
Of selfishness and jealousy
So why can't you just let me go?
Any love you once felt for me
Has turned into this travesty
Of selfishness and jealousy
So why can't I just let you go?