Arrest and Conviction
The Rosen murder went unsolved for nearly four years. Since the police knew of no connections between Rosen and the mob, and, moreover, knew of no enemies Rosen may have had, police had no leads at first. Police finally learned of the mob link to the slaying in 1940, when Abe "Kid Twist" Reles, a fellow Murder, Inc. enforcer, turned informant for Brooklyn district attorney William O'Dwyer. Reles implicated Weiss and colleagues in this murder and helped police clear up numerous other unsolved murders as mob "hits". Fleeing to Kansas City, Weiss, under the name of James W. Bell, posed as a mining company executive but was arrested by narcotic agents of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics in April 1941 and returned to New York, where he was formally charged with Rosen's murder.
In late 1941, Buchalter, Weiss and Capone stood trial by jury, in the Brooklyn courtroom of Judge Franklin Taylor, for the first-degree murder of Joseph Rosen. The information provided by Reles and other mob turncoats, such as Allie "Tick-Tock" Tannenbaum and Max Rubin, resulted in a guilty verdict and sentence of death for each of the three defendants. On Saturday night, March 4, 1944, Weiss, Capone and Buchalter died in the electric chair at Sing Sing for the Rosen murder.
Weiss's last words before his execution were: "I'm here on a framed-up case, and Governor Dewey knows it. I want to thank Judge Lehman. He knows me because I am a Jew. Give my love to my family, and everything."
Buried at Mount Hebron Cemetery, Flushing, New York.
Weiss was portrayed by Joseph Bernard in the movie Murder Inc.
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