Run

the gambit of circular trails in
cross-country pursuit, Cadet.
This long arm of Elastigirl resisting
each arrested development.  
 
A Backstopped Agent with a
morally depraved library of Blue
Book and too Hard Boxed case
of clues coveting a fugitive with  
 
Taste.  
 
Quid pro quo, Dr. Lecter, I presume;  
I will run you until you drop. Would you  
be so kind as to lend me a( nother )  
hand?  Or in the very least, a thumb...
 
Do be a lamb;
don't forget the wine.