Devin Osmond works as a heavy for a London loan shark / nightclub owner. One day he is asked to do a hitjob on a fellow who is about to give evidence at a trail. This is not Dev's scene, but he takes the money and runs - runs all the way Australia with his ten-year-old son.
Twenty-two months later, his ex-boss gets a hint of where he is living. They send an American based hitwoman, Pandora, to find him. She is met at the airport by a small time hood, Wonder, who actually wants to become a stand-up comic; but for now, he's her chauffeur/tour guide, as they meander around in his aged Holden looking for Devin. (Now called Ky Longcloud.)
Wonder and Pandora aren't what you would call compatible. He likes rock. She prefers the classics. He smokes. She hates cigarettes almost as much as the jokes he imposes on her.
Yes, they become lovers. Something Wonder is to regret. Regret a lot.
Devin - Ky, has his new life cut out for him: pursuing a Green activist/comedian called Sandy; and trying to convince his son - now named Forest, that their New Age life-style is the way to go.
Wonder knows he's out of his depth when a young woman he is partial to, Misty-Jade, is drowned by Pandora; and when she follows this up by killing a local artist.
The antagonists finally find Ky's house but he is not home; rather Sandy, along with Forest and her daughter Zoe, are there: although they escape into the forest, only to be re-captured by Pandora and Wonder; held until Ky arrives.
By now it has all become too much for Wonder. He refuses to be involved. So, the hit-woman, does away with her lover. Then turns her gun on Ky. Only Forest, at this point, picks-up Wonder's pistol and points it at Pandora. "No," snaps his father," we are not into guns!"
Forest drops the pistol. Sandy steals the moment to wrestle with the hit-woman. Ky tries to help. He snatches up one of his glass flowers to use as a weapon, but only succeeds in breaking it. During the struggle, Pandora is pierced by the jagged glass stem Ky holds in his hand: killed.
Ky and Sandy are seen sitting on the verandah of his house. (The bodies of the two crooks having gone into his kiln.) Once again, life is good in paradise.