I listened to my friends, my counsellors, to Jack Weinstein.

Where does a man like Jack Weinstein fit it?

Then I told it to my guy, Jack Weinstein.

Look, I'll let Bellarosa call his attorney, Jack Weinstein.

Jack Weinstein can take over from here.

The crowd had thinned to about thirty men now, and I noticed that Jack Weinstein was gone.

Anyway, I spoke to Jack Weinstein in his Midtown office the next day, as you don't talk about these things on the telephone.

Jack Weinstein's roots, though, were obviously not southern Italian, and he was perhaps Bellarosa's link to the outside.

I mean, I didn't know whether to make the sign of the cross, face Mecca, or call my friend Jack Weinstein.

It was Jack Weinstein who finally made Vincent Gigante dress for court.