Attempting to save the world from nuclear annhilation, talking diplomatically with world leaders, learning to love the bomb.
The telephone, the electronic world map with flashing lights (aka "the big board"), deep underground missle silos that protect from nuclear radiation and hold a population of ten women for every man.
Sir, you can't let him in here! He'll see everything! He'll see the Big Board!
Gentlemen, you can't fight in here!
This is the war room!
I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, Communist subversion and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.
Col "Bat" Guano: ...if you don't get the President of the United States on the line, do you know what is going to happen to you?
Capt Lionel Mandrake: What?
Col "Bat" Guano: You're gonna have to answer to the Coca-Cola Company!
Now then, Dmitri, you know how we've always talked about the possibility of something going wrong with the Bomb...
Of course, the whole point of a Doomsday Machine is lost, if you keep it a secret! Why didn't you tell the world, eh?!
(Yes, it is a bad pun!)
Unless you're safe in an underground bunker with ten lovely ladies. I have learned to love you, bomb.