Bennett pulls over to the side of the road. Once he's made sure no one is there, he gets out of the drivers seat and walks around to the trunk of his van. Bennet doesn't think twice before opening up the trunk and throwing the old, wooden crib to the side of the road, leaving it to die on it's own. As he gets back into his car and drives away, he is killing the cycle of insecure, unstable, and dangerous family life that has plagued his lover Daya, and that he knew would soon plague his future child as well.
As he drives aimlessly, he knows he can't return to work at Litchfield. As the due date gets closer, Bennett and Daya's relationship consists of finding good enough solutions for their many problems. Where would the baby live? Who would take care of him? How would they know if the baby was living a safe life? What if the prison found out that Bennett was the father? These questions haunt Bennett every day, and he needs to escape his reality once and for all.
Bennett continues to drive north, and while he stares off into the straight and empty road ahead he thinks about his relationship with Daya. How it began with a simple crush on one of the prisoners, and how she seemed different from the rest. He thinks back to their first kiss, how quickly it all moved, and how he would be a soon-to-be father only weeks later. Before he knew it, Bennett was being stopped by the officer at the booth for his passport and another source of identification. He had reached the border with Canada, and with a black look on his face, no expression in his eyes, Bennett reached over into the glove compartment and grabbed his passport and drivers license. He had done it, he had escaped his reality.